Plea, For Music Poem by Kai Leah
Plea, For Music
Bobbing heads as the beat hit.
Struck like lightning.
Feels good in the cerebrum.
Involuntarily movements, a cacophony of individual muscles dancing in accordance.
We express how we feel yet we never feel enough. I feel lost in music; it's too loud inside my thoughts.
I'll drown it out like strangling the dead. My hand wraps around Death's throat, listening to death throes - I'm on death row.
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