Temple of sound

 

Audience buzz

like flies dancing

through the charged atmosphere.

Sways

a pirouette

stirring the electric air.

The mass of bodies,

gathering like squirming snakes,

entangled, twisting

through the bass line fuzz.

 

Chords cut,

slicing swords,

through the lights,

Arms held high,

we sway through the night.

Atmospheric bliss,

sounds hit like electric mist,

shifting around

the room in your head.

Creating pools

of sound to dive within.

A rainbow of tones,

a spectrum of sounds,

as the plectrum

strums down,

minds are blown.

 

Drums hit,

senses knocked back

into reality

as the lights blur and wave

in ecstasy.

The fire inside is lit.

Smiles. Wide,

Sit with pride

as the lights

blur again.

 

Then the vocals caress

the agitated air, a stillness passes.

As the silky voice seamlessly

lifts and crushes. Hearts are torn,

battered and worn. As the mass

builds up into a mess of bodies

all joyously letting the

music flow down every nerve.

A religious fervour,

as spiritual as any choir,

hums through every atom in the air.

Join the mass

congregating

as the resounding harmonies

are bouncing

in this temple of sound.

 

 

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