speakers from the soundsystem of supersonicsalvation
shake the stage, opening with “OrangeJuiceJujuJunkyJive”
as my lips get lost in lyricallovebuzzmagic
hittinghardcoreharmonics through heaven’s MicHoneyHive,
brutalheartbeatbreakdowns to the beautybass
of my bloodbrotherband,
bluesoulgreystreetghosttowns echoing out into emptyspace
as darkness loses the lightlayeredland
interlude and escape at the VahalaVampireVultureVenue,
carcinogenicCamelcigarettes cloud the scene
as a dumbassdynamicduo of DocMartindrugpunkdreamers
brave a bad batch of !BOOM!BOOM!BLOTTER!
Vicious Cid tickling the tongues and taste buds of two troubled teens
who already appear to be missing the majority of their melted minds,
halfhollowheadedantiheros with magicmushroommemories
frequently reframing their thoughts, feelings, and fundamental functions,
affected by the thick fumes of extratoxicacid found in Elmer’s edible glue,
sharpening their libertyspikedspirits into swords to assault the status quo
the house fades again, and the crowd comes in,
scenesters summoned to the stage by a strangestrobelightsensation,
shifting scenes of semislowmotionshowmanship set to softshredsymphonies,
“SavingSoullessSpotLifeLosersLivingLongLostLoveLives”
fadfollowers fighting over floorspace for that authenticupfrontfeeling,
tears touching the truetuneteamsters, tough but tender,
who screamsing along to the overusedobscenities
of a sweetsweetsad lovesungsong, “SexSealedtoSexySadieSexAppeal”
stuck in verse, crying and shouting the same lyric as loud as they can,
not only hearing the music, but becoming it as well,
empowering its notes as raw strength
in order to control the equal parts of love and hate
as they dance along the circle pit’s steepest and deepest edge
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Submission Name: HayYouThereDancingRoundthePit
