Tiffany J Knox.
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The cave is behind me, as the day ahead dawns.
The landscape is barren, all grey and brown rocks.
I'm feeling ecstatic, my body starts to sway.
I can hear the music, reality is far away.
I stand on the threshold, responding to the call.
Destructive, creative, all bound up in one.
I have no guarantee I will even arrive,
To deny creativity, is to deny the god,
I have to escape and follow the fool,
To be bound in logic would drive me insane.