Computer Desk Nightglow

My headphones dance with sound.
They twirl around each other,
Left right left right left right.
They dance on my head,
In my ears.
Furious dancing
Infuriates a paperclip,
Infuriates me.

I have no moves,
My dancing is gross.

My lamp sings with heat.
The sound resonates,
Reverberates.
It washes over my skin,
My room.
Warm music
Warms a cold cup,
Warms me.

Now my milk
Tastes gross.

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