Vibrations
Resting
The purple canopy above
Soars majestically to the heavens
Shrouding my view
I lie raised
In a caffeine haze
Deafened gloriously
Breathing to the rhythm
Reverberating through the stage
Vibrations soothing my aching limbs
Limbs which have slaved
Creating the musically Eden
Forging metal and wood
Blood and sweat
Sugar and caffeine
The sky darkens
Gentle patting comes from the canopy
Refreshment from the sky
Though just the taste in the air
Slakes my thirst
I turn and look out
The faithful stand weathering the storm
Rocking in the free world
Shouting to the gods
With refreshed bones
And mind
I stand
At one with the vibrations
Basking in the noise
As the night falls I leave
Under a lower skin
I tip my hat to her red hair
As I pass and move on
So under a thin plastic skin
I now lean on dead wood
As the angry strings
Caress the senses
The hour flies
And return at speed
Parting the crowd
With a voice louder than the din
Breath is heavier
Boots rapping across stone
The night draws in
I stand
Assimilating with the vibrations
Reverberating
Breathing
Diving
Back
Into the madness of the night
Copyright © The Red Rain | Year Posted 2013
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