He slapped it to my bones

My freedom a loose skin

Crumpled on the floor

These crevices are soothed by words

There’s no way around it

Babble incoherence

dum dum dums

Drummed on my tattered soul

Divine notes stuck to my bones

Causing a chatter

A dance

an opening

I slow, releasing a slice of heaven

Soul sounds


lower, lower, lowered

Here I am alive and ready to breathe


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