i hereby give up on making sense of it,
you can see the truth when
people dance
and that is that.
the deep bass
with the crazy cans and make-shift drums
the music thumps and the dancers
walk, and assume a moving shape and then they stop
and the music begs
and they couldn't care less
soon two figures on the edge
start moving curiuosly against the beats
dancing away
from familiar shapes
moving towards disentanglement
spinning on white ropes past the point of equilibrium
getting re-entangled in something different
moving to the voice
of their own internal games
and then emerging
in the waters
from which they evidently came.
you can see the truth when
people dance
and that is that.
the deep bass
with the crazy cans and make-shift drums
the music thumps and the dancers
walk, and assume a moving shape and then they stop
and the music begs
and they couldn't care less
soon two figures on the edge
start moving curiuosly against the beats
dancing away
from familiar shapes
moving towards disentanglement
spinning on white ropes past the point of equilibrium
getting re-entangled in something different
moving to the voice
of their own internal games
and then emerging
in the waters
from which they evidently came.