Sandalwood and Sweat

Flashing lights, startling cries,
bounce through this empty night.
Cues to let rip, upon each soul,
triumph of the glory you run for.
Let ease of the arms you grasp, to.

Fumbling feet treading to each, sin.
Swallowing, gulping down loves forsaken.
A-hoary of cheers and clinking, of broken
harped glasses. Let your veins run sharp,
cold. Jumping, pumped up eyes.

Severed peace. Crippling illusions,
of what you thought, was to be true.
Dawdling reactions, you never use to
be a fool. This night has got to you.
A haunting chuckle of the crowds.

A flash of a badge oh and you’re a way.
Gushing tingles, you’re becoming
numb. You feel a thumping through your
bloodstream. Now you’re hoping there’s
no stairs. Laughter spills once again.

With each movement you become,
nothing but a feather. The guys they
see this as another suggestion.
Spiffing joys are overruled.
Cruel intentions of the fuel.