Wop - Wop.

Dimmed lights,
Congested crowds move
Phantom - like.
Excitement fills the air.
Hushed talk, snuffed cigarettes -
Bodgies approach prey.
Then suddenly:
Wailing tune, first soft,
Then swelling, trembling,
Suspended in suspecting space,
Curling, sobbing, crying -
Intreating, begging,
Cajoling commanding,
Sweet, tempestuous, tempting. Drawn magic
First here, then there, then everywhere
Puppets in a trance,
Lips parted, eyes ablaze, chests panting,
Every fibre expectant
Float dancers forward.