fingers tap
in a rhythmic pattern
hearing the silent
sweet melody
a foot bounces
up, down, up, down
drumming along
the music pounds and beats
long dark locks
sway and snap, left and right
obsidian dances
in wild, fluid movements
as the tapping continues
time passes
fast quick speedily
slow sluggish
anxiousness slowly creeps
munches and sinks
into the stomach
an ache forms
eating away the peace
serenity
any and all
soothing thoughts
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