In a comfortable state of zoned out
Into the music that
Beat her body into a twisted
Trance, she couldn’t help but
Sly provocatively, yet still
Shyly
Memories lingered as the smoke
Clouded judgments past
And alas
She thought of nothing
The bass pulsated
The violin played as a young school
Girl at a frat party
Who knows
Who knew
Who would of thunk?
No one
So, where are you now?
No one
No where
Not here
And far from there
Shrug it off
A new song has begun
I want over analyzes this but I'm not, but I do know where I'm at now and where I'll be this weekend
ReplyDeleteWhen I read this my first thought was that I like your rhythm. I'd like to hear you read it sometime.
ReplyDeleteVery vool
ReplyDeleteVery vool
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