I remember similar journeys where we explored
the outer reaches of our imagination
like the time
we were levitating like hummingbirds and the
wind chased us then draped us in a
wall of sound beneath
the falls
against the high walls when suddenly
chilled, stirred and
shaken
we awakened in an empty room
with a giant
sun
listening to things
in stereo
and it almost
seemed
real
mindgallery twitter – beatboxbliss tumblr
This poem from mindgallery and the Brooklyn Missed Connections is a mash-up from several other poems he posted over the years. Kind of reminds me of those old-school dance club DJs who would mix, re-mix, and sample bits from multiple records to create something brand new and fun.