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