Rhythm

A Poem by Myth

This is NOT, let me repeat, NOT, about rave parties. I swear.

The beat moves
In invisible waves.
Calling me
Grabbing me
Taking my life and pressing
Pause.

The bass rolls out
As a thundering charge.
Covering me
Overpowering me
Drowning me in the waves of rolling
Sound.

Everyone around me
Caught in the dance.
Joining me
Entrancing me
Drawing me in and making us
One.

Eyes closed in ecstasy
Heads thrown back as bodies move.
Moving me
Unifying me
Swaying with me in this one last
Dance.

The real world exists outside
But here, we are one.
One with me
And one with the crowd
And one with the beat
That calls us.

© 2011 Myth

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Hey. My name's Myth- or at least, that's the only name you people will get out of me. Internet is NOT a happy place. :D I like writing, clearly, as well as playing the drums, listening to music, read.. more..