Swelling traffic searches channeling route
Weaving manic dissonance at your feet.
Boisterous action rolls and squirms indiscreet
Tangles past the solid forms flattened out
To bear your immobile shrine. Without doubt
Your presence stills surroundings in complete
Disarray. Calming frozen tone replete
With confident poise, eyes the frantic bout
Fought below for your pleasure. This battle
Among forces carelessly strewn around
To flare and hiss in spiteful, antic sound
Must elicit enjoyment. The cattle
Gathered in the corralled herd have been shocked
Into stampede. Yet you stay coolly locked.
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