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Gothtronic Boys [by Rich Whitworth and Blue-John]

From my unseen vantage point, I can watch,
in the window of the sandwich shop, quick
self-conscious glances of goth reflections,
and gothtronic boys making their hungry
appraisals of electro-gothic girls.

Gothtronic boys; electro-gothic girls;
Victoriana; mascara smudging;
pocketwatch and cane; arms locked in the rain.

Gothtronic boys; electro-gothic girls;
“That’s one tea, and perhaps a paper, too?”
To you, unnoticed freak, I tip my hat.

Whitby, unblinking, receives the parade,
and the uncertain meanderings of,
half-smiling, a solitary misfit.
His arms are too long for the sleeves of that
Victorian frock coat; his face is the
wrong kind of pale; slightly to the left of
imagined perfection, he always walks.
To you, unnoticed freak, I tip my hat.

Gothtronic boys; electro-gothic girls;
Victoriana; mascara smudging;
pocketwatch and cane; arms locked in the rain.

Gothtronic boys; electro-gothic girls;
“That’s one tea, and perhaps a paper, too?”
To you, unnoticed freak, I tip my hat.

When a sea fret rolls in, its chill clinging
to your skin, and a gull’s ghostly spiral
describes a longing for companionship;
when, ebbing from the upstairs warmth of a
faint glow, the words of an old ballad are
indistinct; when a snarling, slavering,
ungodliness preys on your mind, and you
hurriedly enter the wrong ginnel; when
spectral, waiting blood-letters begin to
unfold, like ghastly museum pieces,
their wing-membranes and Victoriana;
when the Un-dead wake: take my hand, and run.

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from Mythical Creatures, released May 1, 2017

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"We put the boot in - flew the freak-flag;
We stood resolute like Morrissey’s quiff."

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