The Beat
Smooth jazz
Playing on the radio
Hearing the bass
Grooving some more
Stomping on the floor
To the pulsating rhythm
And cadence streaming
To the flowing, fluttering
Oscillating, palpitating
Rhyme ripples
That are shaking
Pounding and quaking
Bopping side by side
With the beeps and bops
Ticking to the vibrations
Of holy beat ecstasy
Into the dark night of the soul
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