music to our ears

opening

the eerie
piercing sounds
the rusted hinges make
it’s music to our ears
it’s music
it’s music
finally

sharp points of light
soften
sparkles
shedding skin
shedding
shedding
finally

bittersweet brims
bittersweet brims
gushing
gushing
sliding bittersweet brims

not the cheap liquor
not the gliding threads of smoke
not the dregs at the bottom
not the tainted portions
not the perfect glissando
not the daily dramas
not the sore-self
nor the swollen heart

just the eerie
piercing sounds
the rusted hinges make
it’s music to our ears
it’s music
it’s music

perpetual music

*for joligs

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