Jammed frequency

Music bumps and speakers tweet the sounds my body can pump to- change on the horizon and hope in the atmosphere leaves dreams in consciousness unspoken and imagined silence gives birth to new dreads- forget the un-dead zombies that haunt-these fears are much more gruesome- shivers pimple flesh and pucker spirit- do u know who I am- do u care- for what it's worth, I'm a figment of a fraction of sense in your head that speaks softly and is often ignored- fragile fidgetting and elegant energies make for an odd combination- hurried harry rushes passed- where does he think the sidewalk leads and what is he rushing for- searching for more- contemplating conflictions in the chilled air- hanging from bare trees are thoughts like dead leaves- paper thin and delicate, decaying and life giving- this is the legacy left by a dancer that strived for more... That tried to define definitions and ambitions but drifted and became lost inside the frustrations~
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