Page 51 of Crank (Crank 1)

through cartilage and sinuses,

take dead aim at your

brain, jump inside

want to scream

troops of tapping feet

fall into rhythm,

marking time, right

between your eyes

get the urge to dance

louder, louder, ultra

gray-matter power,

shock waves of energy

mushroom inside your head

you want to let go

detonate,

annihilate barriers,

bring down the walls,

unleashing floodwaters,

freeing long-captive dreams

to ride the current

through

arteries and capillaries,

pulsing, rushing,

raging torrents

pounding against your heart

sweeping you away.

But That’s Not Exactly Cool

So you sit and smile,

pretending like it’s not

even fazing you,

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