The Enormous Room

Hi there, can I take your orders?
Da bass bump
Wandering a-
round the room,
The enormous room….
Are you friends with my old boy friend?
Yeah, I knew Mario way back in high school.
And they can
Run away-a
And they can
Ba dum dum
The address had been scribbled across a rumbled, old sheet of paper
But there was little need with music wafting down the stairs of the train station
A greeting to all the worn-out art students, hopeful suburban hipsters, and very serious musicians, all with nothing better to do with their Monday night
The heart-beat
pumping, driving, moving
shaking the crowd
The Last Generation….
She's sitting alone, every time she takes a sip of her champagne, her big, square, black-rimmed glasses slide down her nose, she pushes them back with her middle finger.
The music drowns out conversations, barely audible across the table
What do you think of the band?
I'm more into 90s pop, folk, country, that kinda stuff
And some-day, you will real-lize that you, have no control…
Cool, guys drinking
alone, standing proud
like peacocks plucked
bald in their glorious, pink button-up t-shits….
Lights are flashing, their women left, but the scenesters'll dance all night
Freakin women………Hey would you care to dance? No thanks….I'm already with someone….
Winding, wriggling, writhing down in with the ground, rippling and riding the river,
in a way,
we all drift
down this way,
sometime, to the
enormous room.
Goodnight, it was nice meeting you and maybe I'll see you in here again..
I had a good time