verses

verses

i think…
i’m like a record
created to praise
until sin scratched
through the birth canal

and the heat from an unnatural environment
turned up the edges..

And, born in a warped
melody,
to hear the composer’s
is disconcerting
and vaguely familiar
clear.
-
i turn my ears
mesmerized
…so faint, so almost

and want the same
of life’s verses
eternal life
there’s a different melody…

one continues

And the closer i get
the more similar
the more.

verses

iridiscente

Guatemala City, United States

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