Natives of Wild Night

Saturday

Saturday evening

Every burning heart is ready

Mad children cry and scream

While the sun fizzles out

For the impatient disasters

Boiling blood spills

Leaking love all across town

Melody creates and breaks

As do brains and bones

Tales of loss told

Adventure, the journey

It never grows old

On and On

Golden moments

Highly heated pit falls

We never saw the end of avoiding realism

Each thread a clue to where

The magic came from

Tomorrow has not a notion

We forget it could happen

The dark became us

We became it too

Hysterical clowns

Scurrying down edges and alleys

Shifting shapes

Shedding skin

Able to flee before ultimate disaster struck

Crime, careless theft

All in good fun

Black and blue

Sweating out toxins

Finding love sleeping on a rooftop

Lost in the formations drifting

Across confusing universe

Fooled by the north star

Took its hand, warm and steady

Met friends of strange history

Wild, manic turbulence

Numbing concoctions flowing

Binding all that is together