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GaGa

Turing testing for the metro sexual
algorithms to seek truth
that defy the seduction of the sensual skin
In this the new decade of the next century
the line between decadence and decay
of the mind and the body is erased

Fetish and grandeur
vinyl meeting fur
but the commonality is and will always be titanium spiked heels
Drums driving the big beat
flashing baby spots and the haze of overheated fog machines
the poles smeared with lipstick and glitter

Sisters and brothers
transcend the jungle and asphalt
humans' doing the antler dance
On the nets, tubes, or whatever is now retro
surveillance eyes and ears recording all tranz actions
to be narrow cast to those craven minds of debased thoughts

In the Dantian subterranean fantasies made reality
brick and mortar pierced by the 6 inch stilettos of pain
hair drenched in the blood of bliss
Hands held for the moment
tough black glossy lips in deep gaga embrace
and those liquid beckoning eyes of feral glee

Night life and day life meet in the twilight club
all pretense becomes the real
dance is the out pouring of soul
The myth creation of mammon
drains all humans into skeletal vampires
heart and passion abstracted into dollars and cents

The act of eating
measured by the time to scrape clean the chintz plates
cost to drain the last drop of merlot or jack from crystal stemware
A wink to offer temporal respite
from the eternal selfish solitary night
as the price is worth to blind one self to abnegation