Blue glow of a pink rod

walking, the beat reaches out and grabs you
oh, baby, you know what I like
sequestered, pink on blue
red beneath black
undulating to the rhythm

eyes closed and you feel it
stricken
striking

Does it ever end?

Hey, hey, it’s not like that, ya see
I am the downer
I can’t accept it
I don’t need you anymore

But why?
Where is the leak?
I found me out to sea
It lasted 6 months

And now here I am.
(boom chicka boom chicka boom chicka boom)