in order to be <br />consumed by music... <br />you've got to have it <br />loud. <br />so loud it shuts out the world <br />and pulls you inside <br />it's haunting rhythm, <br />carries you bouncing, <br />spinning slow. <br />pouring tingles down your neck <br />to wake your <br />sleeping <br />spine.<br /><br />Jonny Brackney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/volume-junkie/
