The bass enters my bones, fortifying my support structures
It permeates all of my thoughts, all of my worries.
And I'm pulled into its carefully constructed world,
Where I read my fill of the notes and draw strength.
I strip down to the barest version of myself
and dance in my underwear, come join me?
The treble nestles itself neatly under my skin.
It's a dose of sunshine and warmth and comfort,
and happens to be exactly what the doctor prescribed.
It's the laughter after a terrible dad joke, a million watt smile.
Pushing and pulling, stretching and reaching, I crack my shell
and dance on my tiptoes, come join me?
The poetry of it all isn't found in the lyrics, it's found
in the voices singing along to the tune, off beat, awkward.
Quirks that remind you of the normality of being atypical,
a strangely comforting and unsettling contradiction.
I've been dancing by myself for most of my life,
but am now extending an invite. Come join me.
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