super.sonic.

Pulsating beats, erratic rhythms
Expand, contract the sonic space.
Landscapes form and dissipate
Culminating in a half-craze.

Blank-eyed stare, all glassed over,
Physical reality fades away.
Conjured up in a surreal daze,
The gleeful dancing notes still play.

Nothing affects within the strains,

That which left and right ear hold.

Plugged in to the supersonic,

Immersed in a formless world.