This is actually quite an old one - inspired, I think, by memories of wild nights during or just after my college days (the reference to vinyl LPs dates it!); but the horrors of my recent Bob Marley party give it a kind of topicality.
After the party
Records out of sleeves,
Carpet stains and lost earrings.
Stale smoke aftertaste.
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fabulous - captures the afterparty essence perfectly!
even for those whose parties lack alcohol and smoke (cigarette or otherwise), it brings to mind (and nose) the image of stains (from coca cola and tea) and smells (from curry and saffron rice) that linger long after the last guest has left.
and, always, days later, we'd inexplicably find a half-filled disposable cup or paper plate, in some hidden corner of the house, missed during out initial clean up.
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