Intoxication

Some dance in dark rooms,
rhythms surging through veins.

Others jog in bright morning sunlight,
sneakers slapping on pavement.

Others sit in old-smelling airchairs,
reading page after page.

Others paint, write, sculpt, draw.

Others work, and work, and work.

Intoxication: forgetting the self:
The idea. The burden.

Finding a way to merge with the moment.
with This.

intoxicated

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