Literature
M3's Underground
M3's Underground
There is the flashing of the lights,
And the sounds of excited voices.
The swirling curling smoke
Is illuminated in the void of dark.
The stage is cast in blue
As the people begin to move.
The musicians onstage sway and move,
Their bodies a playground for the lights.
The air filled with their sharp voices
As their bodies are enveloped in the smoke.
The light is quicker than the dark,
While hair sways in a flash of blue.
One's arms are crossed and she looks blue.
Unlike others, she has yet to move.
Her eyes blink at the intruding lights,
As late is the night and loud are the voices.
Gagging her is the scent of