After The Party

after the party
everyone is
drained
and weary
the ground is littered
with remnants
of forgotten exitment
the moon hangs low
over the smoke-filled sky
and the only light
comes from headlights
of the leaving cars
the floor is stained
from a popped soda can
and will be there 
for a long time
there is the loud sound
of the door slamming
a reminder
that the party is over
and the exhiliration
is gone