Disco In Stasis

To move in an enclosed space
where one’s motion is restricted

Perhaps that is the true essence of freedom.

I am confined in this meat bag,
limited in potential,
and yet,
The motion that is allowed
within my own trembling transcendence
sets me free
in the most curious way.

The joy of dance—
a disco, truly.

For I am limited,
yet free in my madness.

And freer than all.

Oh! What a joy to dance in stasis!

The restrictions themselves
set the beat—
daring me
to bust out
the most marvellous moves.

The music frees the soul
in the most joyous way.

To close my eyes—
to no longer see the cage—
What an amazing journey
This consciousness can take me to.

A groove sublime enough
to move a mountain.