Was inspired to keep a word-dump verbatim as spoken word. hehe. it's not too bad, actually. I was dreading formatting it and restructuring it into a song. so, here it is... up for a collab if it catches you.
In the Elevator
for FAWM 2018
Feb. 16, 2018
Album: It's an Experiment!
I'm restless and unmotivated; bored of feeling bored.
I am cranky like I need a nap.
It's a rushy feeling, like coming up on a drug, but more subtle.
It's like an elevator ride, that bit of queasy vertigo that you suppress while anxious for the door to slide open.
It's the kind of shift that only dance can help.
(Like a doula or a psychopomp, that body movement.)
Or maybe sex.
Or yoga, if you make up asanas.
But that rising kundalini isn't easy to temper.