genius at midnight

"Aimee" and "Cecelia" and
"Southern Cross" harmony-
our voices never sounded as good as
when under Lisa's seductive soprano and
JR's acoustic guitar

we all became more beautiful
under their glow
every one, a genius at midnight

a shark falls asleep at my neck
I see speaker wires, proud and
black against apartment white walls

someone passes cake in a can
someone drops eggs into boiling
pasta water someone touches my leg
under short denim
it does not matter who
just pass it around now
pass it around

and for a while then
everything was cool
and we were all each other
blended on carpet and hardwood.