Thinks & Inks

Music Mayhem

The beat drops

And I move with it, 

Contorting,

Moving with the impact,

Extending my limbs

As the energy flows from one end

To the next.

No. 

Again. 

The beat drops 

And I move with it,

My arms snapping 

Into position,

Hands fanned

Body rolling 

Feet sliding across the floor.

No.

Again. 

Breathe. 

Relax. 

The music starts

And I move,

Aggressively taking possession

Of the floor,

My movements are so sharp

They could cut,

My whole body moves 

As the bridge of the song begins

And I walk across it with ballerina grace,

The bridge ends 

And the hard ground of rock n’ roll picks up,

My movements change,

Back arching,

Arms extending

Head banging 

As the beat becomes pop once more

And my body rolls 

From my shoulders down,

Making a slight S 

Like a dancing snake, 

As the beat crescendoes 

And the bass drops 

My moves spin out of control,

The music is playing me 

With its puppeteer strings,

I gladly let it control me.