they were avoided by me

I steeered clear of Them

As the night wore on . . .

I enjoyed some nice cocktails...

no cocks for me, thanks

they were moving

making a a ... a ruckus

I prayed to the god I no longer cared for

they would just pass by me

pretty tall? the blue dress shimmered

I giggled, shimmer, glitter

I swayyyed the music swayed with the blue

they blocked my view

no more shimmer .... I don't like their stance

table almost falls with me but something inside kept me up

something primal what am I? an animal?

maybe for tonight

I find myself close enough to smell their axe

ugh so gross don't puke don't puke

"Nice DREss TOM" music is too loud "Need a ride to the psych ward"

of fucking course the contents of my stomach landed on all of THEIR shoes

heh heh

they all made gross noises and fled

blue dress shimmered near me "You ok hun?"

ah that was sweet I looked at her and asked "What was that ...

about... a PSYCH ward?"

She offers her arm. I lean on her.

Her eyes roll. Even her eyeshadow shimmers.

"THEY asked if I needed a ride to one."

"Why?"

"well aint it obvious." She gestures to herself

"I'm trans. and therefore crazy."

I splutter a laugh. "so they treat you like a woman."

"What?" Her brow glisten with sweat and pixie dust

"Well that's what men do with women who are in anyway an inconvience to them.

they put them in the nut house, excuse me that was not meant to be a pun I meant crazy house."

she throws back her head laugh. "You are nuts."

"Yep. I'm so glad I had to puke right then."

"... boots with the fur" "O MG i love this song. Wanna dance?" I blurt out.

"Sure."

The blue dress glistened in the dance light next to me

so glad I spotted the blue shimmering dress