Crasher

Words cavort and socialize
within my mind they mingle
I raptly sit and fantasize
a dream in which one single
brute comes in, then suddenly,
all the other prospects flee.

This crasher can be quite a drag
dampening festivities,
as cozy as a rocky crag
expressing dark proclivities;
a boorish lout that will not leave
tormenting me without reprieve.

When the party finally ends
each idea soon wanders away,
most of them will remain friends
except for one that ruined the day
sulking off to calmly await
another chance to rush the gate.