Music
I don't want to be alive in a body of a man I want to the vibration of the strings of a violin that whine and cry out demanding to be held close in your ears, I want to be the low tones a base provides the dark cover of night it might be associated with, i want to be the slow beating of a base drum pounding the free flowing mounds if deep heavy sound into your cranial cavity my being would defy gravity move faster than a blast of neurons I would inspire the next great minds exist for the rest of all time I want to be the steady beat of a ticking tocking metronome leading you through a jungle of timing being your guide through your musical safari the only thing that tethers you to the song I want to be there all along starting you down watching the sound feeling vibrations and being sensations that make your skin shiver make your eyes tear up makes your mouth cheer up. I want my presence to be the mood changer the brain stainer getting caught in your thought patterns like a bug in a web I want you to repeat me to al of your friends and them be annoyed because I'm spreading like a cold be caught and thrown into the ear cannibals of children that don't understand me adults who look on me with foundness teenagers who express teen angst through me i want to be the thing you hear right when you wake up your alarm clock playing me like a bad game of tennis the beat being shot back and forth a little green blur between guitar chords. So take a way break down please decay this body of physicality and age. I dont want it anyomore I want to be free among the chords of guitar the keys of pianos