The sweat drips
over his golden brow
down his bronzed back
glistens
in the glow
of laser lights
slicing through artificial fog.

Thumpa, thumpa
boom, boom.

White angel against
black walls. Mirrors,
Narcissus, glitter
and coke.

Thumpa thwamp
boom, boom!

White angel dancing,
flying above the clouds
of smoke, of nic-narkin'
vibratin' masses

Dramatic musical break

The sweat drips,
laced with vodka
and cranberry cocktail.
Smiles reverberate.

Thumpa, thumpa

Dollar bills
damp and rumpled
make way to the box,
the altar of worship

Boom, boom, boom

Angel dancing
the sweat drips
wet briefs
hands searching

bells go off, song change

Thwamp, thwumpa, boom

Saturday heralding,
he dances, alone--
god amongst sheep
king amongst "the People"

yet, villain
or homeless, a hag peasant
invisible
beneath shields of pure flesh.

The sweat drips
over Athenian jaw
the Angel falls
to earth, from grace.

Thump Thump
boom boom
thump thump
Boom Boom
boom boom
boom thump

Hark Herald!
Listen to the Angel's song,
all around, Look! and see
they dance alone

but in pairs,
hands searching
skin, grazing wrinkles
pulling alien vessels

closer
closer
grinding, yearning
smashing together

all fallen
from boxes
and clouds.
Now sheep, aged.

The sweat drips
:: over tears ::
past delusional smiles
into waiting arms.

Boom Boom
thwamp thwampa thump
Thumpa Thumpa
Boom

And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on

resurrected.

05/07/2010