Maybe it as simple as writing a song, but music today stirs more than memories. It is immediate. It is physical.
Music today will punch you and enter crevices in your self that long remained dark.
Someday I will capture music in words.
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2 by 4s slap
Dancing in haze
Shaking your blood
From a mad pounding calliope
To a liver shatter bass.
Everybody jump
Everybody get down on it
And all rattle to a Matt of ruff sponge.
And in the back, munchkins sing
In astronomical harmony.
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