The Rave-A Stream of Consciousness Groove

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Ten Thousand lights Ca-rash unto

My resurrection, finding fault-lines

In all my mis-directions—kissing, coddling,

Cuddling up, to all the baron ketones submerged

Deep within my blood—collapse, regain-composure

Malignancy benign—hewing down the tripping thrush—

Pushing clutter—mussing dust—painting ridges upon the

Smooth—acting out when polity’s abused—dance alone to

Gain attention, free the arms and let the torso flow so—

When the eyes don’t care and the mind gets hollow—short or tall,

Big or small, the legs will follow the hollow die, rapping around in orbital floe, icy free to take the warming’s place, so much freedom, no need to trace, just sprawl about until you feel your captor’s face, teedle-di-deedle-e-dum- fe-fi-fo-fuming for fun, trance ignites in the emptiness of night—when shadows don’t react to light, they just groove till their mood is tight—flipping out into other’s sides, turn to see the smiles fly—never hearing the why, only doing what the feeling shows, ever long the emotions grow…

Out of breath, on a bench, sweat drips down the tile below, niacin flush upon the skin, hair drenched, clotted thin, opening up each pore, entering the steam created here—exhausted but alive, forever and a night