the kind that could put you to sleep
or something
but quickly, it picks up
the music
you can feel it and
i can feel it, too.
and then you’re dancing and
i’m dancing with you and
the music
you can feel it and
i can feel it, too.
it turns intense
almost violent if i knew what that meant.
you’re getting carried away
in the music
the music
you can feel it and
i can feel it, too.
out of nowhere
the lamp has fallen
its bulb is
shattered
across the floor...but
“no time to clean it up”
you say
the music
waits for no one.