Another one from the never-before-seen archives. I honestly have absolutely zero memory of writing this poem, oddly enough. However, I'm fairly certain it was written during the college years or soon after as it reflects the sort of rave/techno/club theme of the era.
No Followers
Feel the groove
Feel the beat
Feel the presence
of power
in words
the sound
oozing into the air
like smoke in my lungs
holding in
absorbing the message
in my soul
every cell
screaming,
“I’m still alive!”
I can think
I can feel
I can interpret
I can create
and I will
I will do it all
Just watch me
Follow me
til there are no
followers
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