Good GOD
My heart is
Thrashing about
In
My
Chest!
NO,
It’s in my hair now,
Wait,
It’s in my left
foot!

Here it comes again…

The pounding,
The skipping,
The relentless
Desire
To
Be
Freed
From
Its
Rusted
Cage.
I
Just
Wish
It
Would
Let
Me
Rest.

It’s
Bass in my body
Sounds
Like
The
Intro
To
Guns Of Brixton
Its Clashing
Its dancing
And
It’s
Confused.