Vibrations bouncing off everything around <br />Bellowing indecently <br />Deafening to a degree so painful <br />Decibels high on the Richter scale <br />Mellowing with a deft downward touch <br />Toned down to be just bearable <br />Lights illuminating concrete and vinyl <br />Black and white expanding to the eye <br />This mausoleum is ready <br />Empty, neglected until moonrise <br />Hoards waiting in anticipation nearby <br />Bells of the local church peal the hour <br />Eight o’clock like demented bats arriving <br />Descending to do battle <br />Hips swaying, feet pinioned by the dance <br />Kaleidoscopic colours flashing fingers ensnaring <br />Holding these robotic beings in their grasp <br />Like a swarm of zombies they mingle <br />Sweat glistening bodies <br />Musky and stale <br />Just another disco night at the church hall<br /><br />Gordon D Wilkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kaleidoscopic-colours/