Dissonance at the Gym draft #4 written on 8/06/24 at 10:37 AM (at Five Seasons)
139 beats per minute this metronome of life,
my feet strangely in time with a stranger next to me.
The glowing screen attached to my machine
just so, so it's eye level, bright and turned on
my moth-eyes flickering at the moving lamp-like pictures:
in front of the girl he's been trying to protect
she leans over his slumped over body
she leans over his slumped over body
over the red, red sidewalk-
I begin to feel those deep, dark, well-like feelings
that movies draw you into
as if you were a bucket being lowered
down the long neck of the well,
drawn into cool still waters
and the waters are now her tears
suddenly, mashed right up against this well
there is a sleek, new communication device
dancing in front of my eyes
like crystal whip cream
and hip-hop music has been flooding
in somewhere from the ceiling-
an imitation firmament that is blaring
an imitation firmament that is blaring
a cacophony of noises; the fan swirling round
and around while the women push and pull,
push and pull wearing clothing
that acts like skin pushing and pulling and tugging
and my feet are under me turning
that acts like skin pushing and pulling and tugging
and my feet are under me turning
and turning over and over this machine
tracking my heart rate and distance and watts
while the man who just took a pharmaceutical
while the man who just took a pharmaceutical
is happy his smile stretching across
the medium of the screen
which is a black box I stare into
and it stares back, into me.
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Dissonance at the Gym draft #3 written on 7/20/24 at 7:40 PM
My heart thumping at 139 beats per minute
my feet strangely in time with the sweaty person next to me.
The screen, eye level, bright and turned on
my moth-eyes flickering at the moving lamp-like pictures:
in front of the girl he's trying to protect
she leans over his slumped over body
she leans over his slumped over body
over the red, red sidewalk-
I begin to feel those deep, dark, well-like feelings
that movies draw you into
as if you were a bucket being lowered
down the long neck of the well into cool still waters
suddenly, mashed right up against this well
there is a sleek, new communication device
dancing in front of my eyes
like crystal whip cream.
Hip hop music has been flooding
in somewhere from the ceiling-
an imitation firmament that is blaring
an imitation firmament that is blaring
a cacophony of noises the fan swirling around
and around while the women push and pull,
push and pull wearing clothing
that acts like skin pushing and pulling and tugging
and my feet are under me turning
that acts like skin pushing and pulling and tugging
and my feet are under me turning
and turning over and over this machine
tracking my heart rate and distance and watts
while the man who just took a pharmaceutical
while the man who just took a pharmaceutical
is happy his smile stretching across
the medium of the screen
which is a black box I stare into
and it stares into me.
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Dissonance at the Gym draft #2 written on 7/16/24 at 10:405 PM
in front of the girl he's trying to protect
and she is leaning over his slumped over body
and she is leaning over his slumped over body
over the red, red sidewalk
I begin to feel those deep, dark, well-like feelings
that movies draw you into
as if you were a bucket being lowered
down the long neck of the well into cool still waters
suddenly, mashed right up against this well
there is a sleek, new communication device
dancing in front of my eyes
like crystal whip cream
while hip hop music is playing
somewhere from the ceiling-
an imitation firmament that is blaring
an imitation firmament that is blaring
a cacophony of noises the fan swirling around
and around while the women push and pull,
push and pull wearing clothing
that acts like skin pushing and pulling and tugging
and my feet are under me turning
that acts like skin pushing and pulling and tugging
and my feet are under me turning
and turning over and over this machine
tracking my heart rate and distance and watts
while the man who just took a pharmaceutical
while the man who just took a pharmaceutical
is happy his smile stretching across
the medium of the screen
which is a black box I stare into
and it stares into me.
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Dissonance draft #1 written on 7/12/24 at 11:45 PM
and she is leaning over his slumped over body over the red red sidewalk
and I begin to feel those deep well-like feelings that movies draw you into
as if you were a bucket being lowered down into water
there is a sleek, new communication device dancing in front of my eyes
like crystal while hip hop music is playing somewhere from the ceiling-
an imitation firmament that is blaring a cacophony of noises
put together by engineers and marketers
while the women push and pull, push and pull wearing clothing
that acts like skin pushing and pulling
and my feet are under me turning and turning over and over in place
while the man who just took a pharmaceutical is happy
there is a sleek, new communication device dancing in front of my eyes
like crystal while hip hop music is playing somewhere from the ceiling-
an imitation firmament that is blaring a cacophony of noises
put together by engineers and marketers
while the women push and pull, push and pull wearing clothing
that acts like skin pushing and pulling
and my feet are under me turning and turning over and over in place
while the man who just took a pharmaceutical is happy
his smile stretching across the medium of the screen
which is a black box I stare into
which is a black box I stare into
and it stares into me.
