Predator

The bass percolates through the room until it meets my fingertips, Oozing through the channels of my veins Until it takes charge of my being. Mad eyes, gnarling lips. I am possessed. The convulsions and ticks being performed by my uncontrollable body send me into a state of euphoria. My rationale disappears. My breaths heave hotly. I am possessed. Delirium consumes me. I nakedly expose my soul Through sheer delirium of movement.