hated the way we left that place
shredded into bits in an open can
cigarette ash
half emptied bottles
and a couple of new years hats:
they were home made,
blue and pink glitter
baby announcement decertations
unused still in the box
plastic top hats
from a younger time
in a box labeled ‘memories’,
new headwear acquired;
and we toasted
to a place
a new place
more fabulous
than these hats.
Saint's Muse 