Buzz

The electricity fits for a second
Then it goes away

We are hanging out
With creature

Close the doors
Batten the hatches
Alice is coming to play

This is no more magic 
Than falling in a dream 

The clouds descend
Our heads jump up
Hackle cackle tackle 
Our passion underground

Her pockets swarm with made up names
My belly grows a magic forest 

He counts the items
Five six seven
Dancing a storm in the chemical aisle
Electric humming background
Fuzz buzz dust

We must we must

The tills are moving slowly
Please forgive the delay

We stay a while and sway and pray 
All is well inside our cell 
As long as words will always stay

The spider weaves colour
Writes tomorrow on the wall
We steal her web
Connive and thrive as if we are wise 
And well inside

No mistaking coming down
Bad black back
All bad things must go one day 

They must they must

The electricity fits for a second
Then it goes away.