take me now
shitty little gawdamn lights.
... but it's the feeling,
the driving, pounding beat.
screams rising,
echoing,
reverberating in electronic
frenzy.
tideless,
swarming,
rocket sounds
weaved,
driven,
mad
to blind ecstasy.
scream,
pound,
make visible and visceral and venal
the need,
the satisfaction,
the sound.
~
2 comments:
i repeat: these kids rock!
Not much bloggy action tonight. must be magic phone time...
It was...
mostly though, I can't get past the photo of the girl or guy or whichever wearing the bowtie on her chest.
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