Comet Snow People Tear Through Time And Space - Moxy Casimir
 
from a comet that’s been travelling for aeons to and fro
and your dance companion bristles with a tonne of quantum grime
and gravity begins to wave —aha — you know it’s disco time
it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance
 
let hormones fill frost-pockets with erotic relevance
as roughly human bulbous snow throws shapes towards romance
there’s been a tear in space and time — it’s time to take a chance
and dance dance dance dance dance dance dance
 
the moon attacks a blackhole with the curve of its last quarter
hits it wallop wallop bop like the blackhole’s a piñata
and glitter-balling quasars cast their scintillating quarks
turning stars to blasts of boiling foil and pinwheel pinchbeck sparks
 
it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance
there’s been a tear in space and time — it’s time to take a chance
and dance dance dance dance dance dance dance
 
the snowfolk make prosthetic limbs by up-cycling space debris
make rinkydink rotator cuffs to break their frightful symmetry
using fuel-tanks long since jettisoned, heat shields that peeled off
dog and monkey funeral craft, the iron fists of Gorbachev
 
it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance
there’s been a tear in space and time — it’s time to take a chance
and dance dance dance dance dance dance dance
 
half crank-out mounds of snowball eggs from their ice-vault abdomens
half melt their heads on comet tails and call it ‘sperm’: amen
horse head nebula sub woofers amp a playlist from the stars
so they lip-synch to the Big Bang and the meteor strikes on Mars
 
it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance
there’s been a tear in space and time — it’s time to take a chance
and dance dance dance dance dance dance dance
 
the snowfolk swim the stream of time which gave them form and mass
Higgs Boson is the midwife there and she lets all things come to pass
at first the dance is lacking form, just bulking out dark matter
till collision with a snowball starts creation’s wild regatta
 
it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance it’s time to dance
there’s been a tear in space and time — it’s time to take a chance
and dance dance dance dance dance dance dance