Get Down with your Bad Self

Even a name can get you.
Yeah. Like with Shivers and all.
Thoughts, not all memories.
Some just dreams dreamt before.
Others ignored hopes.
Discarded failed plans.
Paths taken only to end before the ride
Got good.
I was out for a bit on the weekend.
And I felt like I hadn’t been out in
Forever.
Strange things flock to you when you react.
Cloaked eyes begging for disrespect.
I am not kidding.
Lost times mingle with half awake notice.
Friends, newer and older.
Beauty, not to fill you with lust,
Rather, to remind you that it exists.
Again, the smiles. Mine too. Free.
Moments change wondering to knowing.
Curiosity to understanding.
Innocence to casual passing.
Now to Then.