Wildfires

Do you know what it’s like
To wake up in someone else’s bed?
Maybe you do.
But do you know what it’s like
To wake up in someone else’s bed
While you’re
flying,
fading,
falling,
All at the same time?

Finally,
Do you know what it’s like
When your best friend is angry at you?
Maybe you do.
But you don’t know what it’s like
To be Ana’s best friend.

I slip into a dress
That’s not mine
And thigh high boots
Two sizes too big
Before I am face-to-face with Ana.

She’s furious.
You insolent girl!
You don’t even remember
What happened last night, do you?
Once you get home,
You better weigh yourself.
Don’t talk to me until you do that.

Mascara mixes with tears
That streak down my face;
The party’s over and
I’m no longer somebody.

The sad truth is that Ana’s right,
Because I don’t remember last night.

Lights out.

Everybody get the fuck outta my house!

I didn’t need to be told twice.

Game over.