Fly High

The music's booming in your ears,
Blaring loud like your skimpy dress,
The cheers with overflowing beers,
Your brain, they shall together caress.

The light's capering in myriad hues,
Flickering fast like your blurry eyes,
The wobbly legs in expensive shoes,
Your mind slowly turning to ice.

The heads beating in rhythmic motion,
Shaking hard like your stomach fluids,
The frenzied body in fiery commotion,
Your mouth spurting the smelly fluids.

Hands clasped around unknown waists,
Long hair scattered on young faces,
Periodic kisses with alcoholic tastes,
Your pulse nervously races.

Brash laughter and fake smiles,
Hideous tattoos and navel rings,
Tripping down in dramatic style,
Your heart quietly stings.

Fly high, boy, for it's your reign,
Fly high, girl, for it's your cash,
Fly high, for it's your drain,
Fly high, for it's a cursory flash.