Feels

I don't want to listen to music.
Not with my ears.
I want to feel it.

I want to feel the sting
of my eardrums being tanned
like leather
by the constant heat of sound.

I want my joints to rattle
in their sockets.
I want my blood to glow with soulful radiance
as it pumps through my veins

I want lightning
to find it's path down my nerves,
numbing my fingers and toes.

I want to lose my thoughts
in a crowd of sound
and drift helplessly
in the rhythmic waves of noise.

I want to feel the steady ache
of my brain pounded raw
by looming bass
and wave after acidic wave
of piercing verse.

I want my heart to synch
with steady beat
and my vision to blur
with jarring volume.

I want to feel music.

I want to feel nothing but music.