[Each of these poems was written after moving to a piece of music, then writing this while listening to the music again. Each number corresponds to a different song. If anyone else posted theirs, link to here so we can read how they're similar...]
- Freewheeling and dealing, we’ll swoon together now
- Blossom and bright in clear fresh growth, rhythm of division.
- Wrinkle twinkle unfold piece the clean.
- Primal comodified modern jungle pulse
- drips on the tongue jewels of dissolving (stream upu)
- The copper days revolve the moon charge
- Pull me like a puppet strung up, your be- bop don’t fool no-one
- Dredging flight veer past monoliths of fright
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