When the lights go dim
Where do you go?
When the lights start to flicker
What do you feel?
When the noise shuts down
What remains for you to hear?
When the noise turns up
How do you stall?
When the blood runs dry
How do you stay up to dance?
When the blood curdles
When do you try to stir?
When the legs no longer hold
Where do you run to?
When the legs become rigid
Where is their path forward?
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