#2 The Ritual

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It’s been some time since the whole crew has come together to play.

We’ve been tirelessly getting more serious without any fun and decent pay.

Leah’s shooting for a promotion she’ll never get but she’s too blinded.

She used to be their best until she completed her family portrait

And got winded.

Vicky’s pushing her art wherever she can, it’s repulsive yet chic.

Her father bought Vicky a house in a rural area, right by a creek.

Dan’s still trying to ask her out, the old money tastes too bittersweet.

They once made a pact to only get married when they’re eighty,

Without front teeth.

Lizzy’s a no-show, I swear I saw her active on socials the night before.

I heard she turned down every single soul that asked for love or more.

Ron’s arriving late in his brand new sport’s car, what a waste of a man.

Ever since the day we met he’s been chasing his lusts –

But there’s no luck and no plan.

The party can now begin – in a few moments they’ll lose their senses,

They’ll pass out on the wooden floor, no arguments and no defences.

I’m cozy in my leather sofa, looking at people I once called friends.

They’re entirely clueless, even happy to be here but just you wait

Until the ritual begins.

-JW