The Fizzle.

It’s 11:51 pm

And I’m still awake.

In an hour I have managed to

present a kaleidoscope of

emotions.

I started out ecstatic,

Beatific,

floating on a high

of chocolate and champaign,

but then I got in my car

and drove back to an empty

dark and lonesome house.

This solitude

Is not the fun kind.

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