Richard Price

Richard's poem as workshopped:

Club Mix

The rushes good, as good, and drums and bass,
the, that's the soundtrack, bass and melody
set back and pretty, from a, think she danced
before you came the night you couldn't, say
she did then, T-shirts, mauve-white, UV, all
a rush to head, that's blood I mean, howd'you,
the risk, the bends, the tightened drums, and bass
the tracks of sound, the stripes, the grid of light,
the drums, the drums. The bass, the drums. The drum.

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