Saturday 2 June 2012

bass creeps

bass creeps

through every window and every door

leaks through your ceiling to my laminate floors

and the malaysian jelutong knows every note and word of your tremendous song collection.

rattle the ice

thats on the inside of my windows

set your watch by the sirens, hooligans who are always right on cue.

hunt for clues

in the choreography of the city below

in the tattoos of those in the know

seek revelations in their blots of inky constellations.

don't turn the other cheek

turn that set of speakers back around

and turn your neighbour into soggy ground.

and they will know that this is not a bluff when i reveal my six foot golden sub-woofer.

bass creeps.