I assault my ears
with an amalgam
of frivolous noise.
sometimes I cut
through it, laser-like.
other times I’m lost.
once in a long while
it punctuates the
rhythm in my head
and we’re glass.
I assault my ears
with an amalgam
of frivolous noise.
sometimes I cut
through it, laser-like.
other times I’m lost.
once in a long while
it punctuates the
rhythm in my head
and we’re glass.
Originally written on April 20, 2015.