And the night waltzed on, with unrelenting fury
Unseating bottles of frenzied spirits,
Crushing cigarettes on tabletops
The dance rages on into dim lit alleys and streets
And on to the boulevards of our consciousness
Like wildfire burning and the smoke wrapping the senses,
Stopping the functions of the mind
The vivid lapsing into a frantic blur
Until it became a silhouette that sways
With the moon's silver light
The streetlights standing as watchmen of the night
Witnesses to the somber euphoria of the inebriated,
Singing in callous revelries,
Exalting to the gods of liquor
The blessing of temporary forgetfulness
For all things vile and wretched
For all the world that is not dancing
Like the neon lights strobing under the night sky