Saturday Night’s All

The boy in the club
is crawling between stumbling punks
all lamming to the tunes
of the hung DJ.
The boy seems alone
while looking for his mother
all fishnets and lace
out for a rare night in public.
Currently, though,
she’s in private
with a stoner whose name she doesn’t remember.

The club is booming.
The mother basing.
The child is bawling
and nobody notices
because the hung DJ knows
how to keep a party going.

About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.
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