A fleeting thought

between lines 

where it's caught

the fog thickens the plot

to remember

or for....

get on the floor

there's no time to implore

all the eyes you can't ignore

we lay down our instincts


hear the sounds

of the

danger dancers

gospel feedback


brittle diamonds dared each other to croon

the ballad of miss strange perfume

and the night beat

and the nite beat so hot

the knife beat

and the knife beat so hot


the steady thump

reaching out of the drum

and the sting of the rum

keeps our hearts beating

you can't rehearse 

implosion in reverse

roll in a ball

and disperse

in a mist of evening


epileptic

jangle 

medicine

mass melisma


brittle diamonds dared each other to croon

the ballad of miss strange perfume

and ahhhhhh

invent the silver moon

while the lightning heels play a humid tune

and the nite beat

and the nite beat so hot

the knife beat 

the knife beat so hot