Silent Mouths, Rambling Minds

03. Feel The Music

This piece is dedicated to KlaraSofe for her continuous support

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×Can't you feel the music?

It reaches toward you with it's claws,

sinking them into the fabric of your

chest,

You gasp for breath as it drags it's

hands down your body, but-

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×Can't you feel the music?

Its crawling, lingering hands tug

deftly on your loose threads,

tearing the stitches that run

along your sides and-

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×Can't you feel the music?

It's long, slender fingers send pulses

of electric shocks through to your

core like a million defibrillators,

Dantily, those same fingers peel the

thin fabric that holds you together

away, opening you like a book, still-

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×Can't you feel the music?

It guts you like a fish,

Plucking out the cotton you stuff in

your hollows to make up for all the

empty space,

emptying the cavity in your chest

where your heart should be, so-

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×Can't you feel the music?

It punctures your lungs, deflating you

like a balloon, leaving you limp and

lifeless, nothing but flesh, yet-

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×Can't you feel the music?

It slips on your skins like a suit,

The thrill and shock of something

new taking over your vessel sending

goosebumps running along your arms

and your blood rushing like a rapid,

coursing through the rivers in you,

now-

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×Can't you feel the music?

It settles in, sewing up your seams,

Filling the otherwise pointless space

and taking control from inside to-

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×Can't you feel the music?

It stands you up, testing out the

strength in your limbs before making

you sway to it's continuous rhythms

and despite how heavy it is to carry

you feel a thousand times lighter and-

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×Can't you feel the music?

It hands you the reins as a new

motivation floods through you unlike

any you've had before and relaxes in

it's newfound home, and for-

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×Can't you feel the music?

Because it's made just for you,

A part of you that somehow got left

out when you were first assembled

and has journeyed forever through

many vessels to find you and claim it's

rightful spot.

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And you can feel the music,

As it shakes you internally,

reverberating up your spine to

remind you that, somehow, you're

still here and that counts for

something, right? Right?

At least you can feel something, even

if it's only through the music.