"Strapped to a moving board,
nestled deep in the bore of the magnet,
I heard the machine beat out rhythms to dissuade my fear.

The songs my body felt resonated with every fiber of my being,
I was being played like the most beautiful cello.
I became an instrument and serenaded simultaneously..."

https://www.mockingowlroost.com/blog/poetry-special-1-2024/ - PAGE 13

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