Volume Junkie Poem by Jonny Brackney
Volume Junkie
in order to be
consumed by music...
you've got to have it
loud.
so loud it shuts out the world
and pulls you inside
it's haunting rhythm,
carries you bouncing,
spinning slow.
pouring tingles down your neck
to wake your
sleeping
spine.
This is how I feel about the deep heart beat of the native drums I dance too. I also love Aqua. Great poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 5:47:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
That is how I listen to my music