Night Life Poem by Joseph Anthony Montefusco

A phase of shadows where
only the dead dance
And all the corpses bask
in an eerie romance

While bodies rot in
nightly pleasures
They move their limbs
to the raven's measures

When even the tombstones
vibrate with joy
Uniting the walking cadaver
of every girl and boy

Where rigor mortis is
quickly broken down
By the time the stiffs two-step
down to boogie town

No matter what the death
natural, gun, or knife
All the dearly departed
come here to share the night life