"dreadzone" poems
Jumping. Sweating. Feeling.
As I place my hand on my chest it reverberates. Drum and base in me.
Dreadzone in da house.
Energy pumping through our veins endorphins are at full power.
All of us connected with tendrils from each member of this band.
Like umbilicals, connect us.
Jumping..sweating and still feeling.
The colours and images that flicker through my brain. Synapses firing like fireworks.
Smiling..Happy, so happy.
Thank you guys.
Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 11:35 AM UTC