Dancing Queen
Beats pumping in the darkest room
Lit by only cigarettes and harsh neon
Each crack of the whip bringing forth another flash.
Cameras for eyes.
Faces shifting from queens
to medusae.
the snakes slithering in the shadows of your smile
Amazonian nightmare
The creases turning to wrinkles
A million ages pass
As the beat drops
Welcome to the jungle.
Bodies on fire with chills
Shifting from young to old
As it's flesh to flesh
We have bellies to fill.
Body writhing to the pulse
Let that music flow
Gentle nips becoming a fanged strike
I'm hard as stone.
My vines are the best to swing on.
Let's get twisted.
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