Geneva Hall from Even Clothed by Marmalakes

Even clothed animals need nocturnal fixes,
When the only wish is to be at odds with light

Doused in the ditch is any grand scheme thinking,
Rectangle turn-arounds are no accidents

Geneva Hall, it was as if it was looking for us
The clean floor called, seeking a supply of scuffs
Slurred even sober voices bounce off boots and starch
Would you like to dance; it’s only our part

Blind-man Andy installs shutters by day
But windows will have to wait
Because he’s busy with his glass

Electrician Tristan, I see him sparking up with Suzie
I think he’s got her in his coozie
I think she’s got him cherry-picked

Ink-spill tar avenues have taken me
Through the routes,
Eggshell letters on algae metal do
Lead me to
The neon-speckled wooden walls
Just east,
Of “Highway Narcolepsy”
And the handwriting reads:

Geneva Hall, it was as if it was looking for us
The clean floor called, seeking a supply of scuffs
Slurred even sober voices bounce off boots and starch
Would you like to dance; it’s only our part
Would you like to dance in the dance hall dark

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