earth: listen, 3

I see us walking around
wires coming out of our ears
heads bobbing to tunes
that others can only
sometimes hear, no others
can enjoy with us.

I notice, now,
how I compulsively
turn on the radio when
I get behind the wheel,
as though I cannot drive
without the sound to
propel me

And often, I turn up the music
in celebration of it, of the day,
of the light, of the sun,
of the breeze, of the life

Often, I turn up the music
to echo the cacophonous
thoughts passing between my ears

often, also, I turn up the music
and don’t know
exactly why.

There is something
missing; certainly, some
music is meant to be
a backdrop

but certainly, music
was meant to be
more than
heard.

 
 
 
 
 
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