The Birthday Party

An invitation

to a birthday party,

it’s not every day

that someone turns thirty.

Already looking

for an excuse,

People will think

that I am a recluse.

If I go I will have to

wear a mask

to hide from things

that may be asked.

The tedium

of boring conversation


the sorry state of the nation.

Followed by

an awkward silence


by my shyness.

Maybe I could say

I lost the invite

and act my best

to sound contrite.

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Photo by Dan Prado on

2 thoughts on “The Birthday Party

  1. Into my arms, forlorn, come back into my arms.


  2. Yeah. I haven’t set it up yet. So… don’t worry about the invite just yet.. I’ll launch when I launch I guess.


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