The music was load,
A cacophonous cloud,
of hypnotizing clamor,
The people shuffled around,
Dancing, smiling by the spell bound,
Eyes closed – voiceless
Words were dead, lips shut –
He struggled to find a way out,
The sense of direction broken,
The crowd surrounded him – pushed to the wall,
In his mind he fell through the hole,
Walking, struggling – running
Out of the crowd of people,
The music redoubled, lights flashed,
Burned by the beat,
Thanks for reading.
Patrick Rain