Set free, engulfed by notes, opaque and blue,
They drift and flit about, unhinged and bold.
I’m small, alone, inclined to rest but there
Is more to night than sleep. I sway and twirl,
Consumed by thumping, BUM-bum, Wub-wub bass.
Closed eyes, I see the beat, the pulse, waving,
Fluorescent lines drawn by awareness to
Sonorous rhythm. Eyes sewn shut, I am
Absorbed in deep vibrations fashioned by
A faceless one above the crowd. Champagne
Exhales and sour hazy breaths exhaust
The fleeting pain, inured by booze and bass.
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