midnight squirmed and shop shelters shut
The popular street people who had not transformed into
sub human junkies yet were loitering in the pale night air
just enough streetlight to guide them through
empty pale blues just like one thick jug of phantom juice
sprayed out over the city slowly covereing everything
desperate empty harrowing yet not quite noticeable to the youths
The youths enters a bar thinking themselves predators
yet when fully inside there seemd to be a catalyst in the incense
that drove their Lsd trips and hormones into a swirl of fear addrenaline
and mud packed humidly suffocating confusion
They grabbed chairs as if falling off cliffs
attempted sitting falling sideways
where laughter had once emitted now gasps of shock took hold
pushing their minds to the limits of vertigo and private terror
Once they were adjusted their grins and bluster tormented into submission
The band opened up with some kinky orange light like a hippy's lounge
fizzling with fanta walls and hot lava lamps boiling in the veins of the youths
stirring their unsettled stomachs and living waking nightmares
The strings and drums and vocals threw their minds around
with force and speed until they started to feel their very identities start to bubble and melt
The cold fear they were disappearing from the inside out contrasted with the burning melting
Into sweet sadistic rhythms which reminded them of the suffering they'd pushed on others
Now invisibly belted into this furious little boutique bar where the band ripped through reality
melodies and lyrics that pulled at their sanity and forced light heart attacks
That the drumbeat emulated accelerating and slowing simultaneously with
They yelled help a few times but their voices just came out as emotionally fueled bravos
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