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Therapy in Motion
lying still as death
PLAY.
the beat-
causes-
my heart-
to jump-
from my chest.
the absence of words articulates perfectly
the cyclone roaring inside - uncontrollable
increase the BPM
and it turns from deep, throbbing, aching understanding
to a furious, pounding, ecstatic release.
dance, dance, dance
every slight manipulation of the beat
sends me hurtling in a different direction,
body and soul rising and falling
with the all-encompassing sounds.
sweet sanity, the rhythm
maniacal movement, the soaring highs
and somehow, complete and utter chaos
within the intricate, careful arrangement
inspiration capturing, possessing all of me
dance, dance, dance
ha! as if i have a choice.
