Thursday, August 29, 2013

Muscle Memory

A singular note makes my spine twitch,
sitting on my hands,
begging the muscles to hold still.

With each bar my nerves ignite,
my breath quickens,
my fingers cramp.

Each cord drags my body into the spasm,
movement bursting forth,
unbidden and uncontrolled.

The music bewitches my memory,
each unconscious motion grabbing any passerby,
captivated by the entrancing dance.

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