Each night at three A.M., the mundane street
transforms into a technicolor world
where she wanders, seeking her courage by
drowning her brain in vodka and glitter.
After eight shots, the city lights turn green.
Stumbling from the nightclub, she totters toward
the metro, hoping that if she follows
the yellow line, her crimson heels clicking
together, it will finally bring her home.
A/N: "Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable." June 25, 2010.