Big Band

It keeps raining
but we stay neat
in crinoline and muffled brass

A thumping
lighter than steam engines

I see a yawning room
curved with all the dancing
and oh! how we sway

Sparkling
before it’s all gone

It’s for us
the dangling melody
escorting us to dreamtime

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