Middle 8

Fifteen seconds of magic;
The very best part of the song…
You can’t help yourself
From forming the shape of the lyrics with your mouth,
Every letter ingrained into your memory

Whether you step along in time-
Buds tucked in ears stream the sound,
Midst other legs striding to different beats and different paces,
Dodging raindrops, swallowing the sunlight;
Or the pulse jars your bones and thumps as hard
As the swell of your heart,
In the electric atmosphere of live, echoing sounds.
Wherever you are, you are immersed
In the music, in the moment of infinity it creates-
Thoughts charged with possibility.


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