Felix Felidae

Felix Felidae

The House Cat does groove with subtle rhythms (quite smooth).

Dubstep, Jungle, Trance and Techno, all hark back to hippie Disco.

Hosanna! Worship our global supersoul with pussyfoot Pronoia.

From sundown to dawn may funky Electro rock thy Casbah!

Rush of plasma, pumped up jam leaves us out of breath like asthma.

Out of body ~ free your mind ~ pop those Mollies ~ sip some wine.

Malkin libertines; shrug away life's troubles by busting liquid bubbles.

Digits | pop n' lock | tutting / Hotshots look too cool while strutting

Purr on ye happy kitties, whether aged or younger bitties.

This temple has kept the tempo—so now—Run The Trap past GO!

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Epicurean Accomplishments

Epicurean Accomplishments

Gallivanting downtown on a Saturday night
Anyone could have sworn: this throng is an outpour of Maenads!
 
We were drinking like fish
We'd been smoking like chimneys
Then cut up lots o' rug
While tripping on ecstasy
 
House beats were hitting hard against our SURFACE
When everyone flowed as Shiva Nataraja showed us
Because time isn't money—time's verve in motion
Oh and by the way, rain indoors, qualifies as miraculous
 
So just relax, keep it simple
Be aloof but stay humble
Lose self within action
To recall what's eternal
 
For those who breathe every moment
Shall surely traverse the immense breadth of infinity
Before anyone else can even
Complete the *blink* of an eye!

Image: Shiva Nataraja "The Cosmic Dancer".

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At ~ Z ~ Nightclub

At ~Z~ Nightclub

All the single ladies hit the dance floor at Z nightclub

Every macho man tries to squeeze in for a rub

Evolutionary psych is at play beneath the black light

Skins bare and courtships flare, beaming neon smiles so bright

Countless different voices clamor for attention

Men and women crave each other's validation

Girls flaunt sensuality; boys try to break the tension

Hips swing and heads swim—with wild anticipation

Loudspeakers deafen while vision is goggled by booze

Arms flail upward as inhibitions are set loose

Mania overtakes when inhibitions become reduced

Society sheds civility for carnality's caboose

DJ priests of Techno spin out another break

Everything is given for those who want to take

One feels like it's a dream although clearly wide awake

Shuffling to the rhythm, happy feet produce a quake

Cameras flash to catch partygoer poses

Fish lips, duck face, tilted necks and turned up noses

Lasers cut through dry ice and vapor doses

Fleeting moments frozen by those who chose this

It all happens at Z nightclub ~ every weekend ~ everywhere
Why pursue more meaning ~ if it's plain and simple there?

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