Untitled - July 15, 2002

As the drumbeats sound,
and the lights flash away,
the sudden beats of bass
draw from within
this urge
to match moments
with a hidden song
and a forgotten song.

Ancient steps
around a sun stone
remind us
of the times
where wisdom came with age,
and fools
weren't just those young at heart,
but those blind
to the ways of the world.

It's a struggle
between heart and soul
where the voices of one
clash against the needs 
of the other
until all that is heard
is a noise
overpowering the song,
enveloping the notes
with chaos.

The frenzy is played out
again and again
on the dancefloor
where the only thing
separating this moment
from the next
is the energetic flailing
of limbs
against the timed beat
heard.

Slowly,
the heat from pressed bodies
overwhelms everything else
until the scene fades
like a dream,
leaving only
the reality
that the dance is over
and the lights have faded
into daylight.