The colored light dappled and slithering
brushed against dreadlocks and fullcheeks
bracing the microphone and spraying his voice
down on the eaters
prolonging the harmonies
An electric ghost twisting itself into the song
strumming the heart strings, deep riffs drummed
Over the stage from the second story looking down
Touching up on the tattered lyrics through howling euphony
mouths consumed the sumptuous fare tuned
to ears consumed by melody and croon
just one more spoon full
alas the dude farewelled the room
cigarette break and promises
that he´d be back soon
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