dying after party

we escape
to forget
like it needs to

to attend a party
in a sanctuary
no preacher
only us, a pride of sinner

we at the party
full of feast

with premises laid, as we wish
with blue… ocean. to start

or sentiments to belief,
bit savoury, sometimes bitter

with worries as the entrée

we may pick any sweet
or wine, if we drink

we at the party
full by the feast
we laugh, out loud
over

we laugh
as we life forever
we laugh
like we’ve finished the debt
over- till we forget creature
even creator

only at the party
we free like free men
can’t be more in freedom
actually, isn’t

only after party
we were full
of feast, of jokes
die laughing

only after the party
we lost, and were dying