Thumping
Pounding
Shattering
Music rendered into noise
Clashing notes
Writhing flesh
Gyrating figures
Constant blasting sound
Cascading
Torrenting
Crashing
Against my mind
Laying siege
Millions of points
Pinpricks of contact
Tiny painful jolts
Viewed from afar
Heaving flowing mass
Apart
Alone
Isolated
What no man should be
An island adrift at sea
Untethered
Floating loose
No mooring line can reach
Nothing can pull me in
The pounding sound
The heaving mass
of bodies all around
Barely feel
My feet where they rest
Upon the ground
At a distance
Even among the mass
Finding the time
Unaware of the rhythm
One in a million
Independent faces
Interchangeable
And unique
All in a second
All in an instant
All alone among the masses
About the Creator
Alexander McEvoy
Writing has been a hobby of mine for years, so I'm just thrilled to be here! As for me, I love writing, dogs, and travel (only 1 continent left! Australia-.-)
"The man of many series" - Donna Fox
I hope you enjoy my madness
AI is not real art!


Comments (4)
Self indulgent indeed, good sir! But a thought provoking POV all the same! The way you painted the picture of a crowded dance floor had me cringing and I also would not enjoy that scene, even though I do love a good dance session!! 😅
I’ve felt this quite f ew times. Don’t know that the poem deserves your subtitle, I think it covers the feeling rather well
This was a fantastic poem! It was intense and poignant... I really enjoyed it!
Oh cool, you went to a concert? Loved your poem!