Muscle Memory

Remember when…
Our young skin shone diamond bright
In dark caverns of black light;
Out of space and riding time,
Fast break beats but faster minds,
Chasing, racing laser light…

Remember when…
Basslines boomed like mushroom clouds
Radiating through the crowds,
Hands held out to neon suns,
You were me as we come one,
And beside us we stood proud…

Remember when…
We were such sublime sights,
Flesh and muscle, firm and tight
Fearless, feral hearts beating
And loose, limber limbs weaving
On and on into the night…
(Inspired by #MadVerse ‘Remember When’)

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Bunny Burns

I love words; both reading and writing them. I've started this site in order to have a depository for all the random ramblings which are continually swirling around my mind. Some of the aforementioned ramblings may be quite serious but the majority probably won't be. I'm a single mother living in Norwich. I'm also autistic. This isn't the defining component of my personality, although it is a significant one, and one which I think has a heavy influence on my writing, which is why I choose to highlight it. I also feel no shame over being autistic and refuse to perceive it as a disability. The way I see it, life is hard work whichever way your brain is wired up. Aside from all things wordy, I also love music. I find it to be an incredible mood enhancer, as well as a great enabler for the imagination. I love all kinds of music, though hard house in particular - as everything in life is better when it's hard... I hope you enjoy my musings and thank you for reading! I can also be found on www.twitter.com/@bhhburns

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