
rainy nights devils dance
their guise of secrets
under piss-yellow street lights
in the alleys cast shade
when monsters come out to play
who can barely see a thing as Hyde shows
every line blurred
people touching
music lulling sensual acts
dirty corners whisper in commentary
jealous they didn’t swallow first
illicits hold all those to deeds of passion and lust
no one cares about anything and only want more
the creatures dance and hypnotize
until the sharp sun rises then they flee
changing it back once again
Well, that’s a bit different from your usual.
I really enjoyed the imagery and a sense of eeriness in “normalcy.”
Do you miss the club scene?
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Thank you and you’re right, differed indeed. It’s just a tale of time I may or may not have went down a rabbit hole. 😉 Glad you liked it.
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