suddenly i cant hear anything
other than the loud thumping
of my own heart, the faint scent
of sweet potatoes and freshly
worn clothes waft in the charged
air around us. crowds buzz by
in an endless stream of life,
forming and dissolving into shapeless
blobs, a remainder of the world
revolving and expanding as time
just seems to pause for a while;
a break in its inexhaustible pace
makes my hairs stand on edge
in the apprehension of it all. static
fills my head and i nearly succumb
to the buzzing electricity in my soul,
white noise is all i see, sparks flying over
my head, until i am grounded by the
reassuring tug on my fingers
and i return to the earth.
