Noise
Art, funk, music and heat,
Come to follow me home.
Straying from the path,
Moving into peripheral sound.
Melody of a thousand fists,
Shake the wall-less room.
Power of rhythms noise,
Calls down a wayward voice.
Slamming a head to and fro,
Yelling awesome lyrics aloud.
Catch a ride here, now,
On a train to frenzy.
Electric storms the light,
Cause eyes to stare.
Transfixed in the flow,
Slow motion arcing arms.
Banging the space in noise,
Where only rhythm is a dancer !!
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