Darkness swells as the sun sinks, giving way to green,

red, and blue lights, dancing as they move.

The Boss calls out, "Phantoms in the groove.”

Sighs, screams, and moans.

The deck is alive; you can feel it groan.

The strobes, red, and green appear; now we can see

the Phantoms drop into the invisible pathway home.

(Home...so far away, somewhere in time...but that was

another day.)

Not now, no way:

Phantoms are in the groove.