To all the eyes that have watched me dance from those of the moon to the boy in the corner at House of Yes:
Thank you for the wild nights and the water washing over me. Thank you for the moonlight and the laughter. I loved the lights of Paris and watching the sunrise in Brooklyn. Berlin, you were the night to me. I am leaving Earth now. I am moving to Orbit City. Maybe, I will be back sometime. But to be honest, I doubt it. The memories will sustain me. I will think of you in that little time between sleep and awake, in the space between the stars. You will be in my dreams. Your thumping music, your chaos, the feeling of euphoria. Goodnight to the clubs, to the beaches, to the full moon parties. Goodnight to the rooftops, to the jets, to the boats. Goodnight to the raves and the discos. I am off in my flying car to the future.
Stay ferocious, Retired Wannabe Club Kid
Retired Wannabe Club Kid features an expansive collection of poems spanning decades and continents, all celebrating the power of music, parties, and the night.
