with old building & strict fire chief panarchy displaces

we've found somewhere else to rave off our faces

our allies on webster are just as weird/queer/dear

and they, too, are everything/nothing/only tomorrow to fear

so tonight get haunting! get dancing! get scared!

rave is but once a term so if you don't go, beware
that you're missing an evening liminal/special/divine

anointed with great love and spectral confines...

and the greatest dirty secret (once you hear it/don't forget)

is that everyone is a panarchist; you just might not know it yet.

hallo/wompwomp\ween