you sip in
the air of the silent noise
of an gentle hum that does not cease.
The drumming more persistent with
You lie flat on the bass feeling
down to the tail bone
where your buttock cheeks meet.
It does not stop there but digs inward
running backward towards your mind
your pulsing veins.
clenching your fists will not stop it,
your teeth will not hurt it.
can run along your skin traveling
All you can do is shut down your mind and wait.
Slowly the distortion will
shaking your thick skull,
not causing ripples in your brain yet. Not yet.
Each clashing chord is getting softer,
attacking your nerve ends,
making radio signals sound like a melody.
How it happened I do not know because
the distortions gave way to the baseline again,
this time it runs into your bones making you realize
was nothing more than an escape from uncertainty.
It was nothing more.
Then the baseline disappears like it was never there before,
leaving you hollow.
you open your eyes and stare-
And I know you cannot cry..