when asked,
"how can you listen
to that shit?"
not caring so much
abt him liking what he liked
just wanting him to hear
what he heard
"this is what
it sounds like
all day
even while
yr lips
are closed
even if
god forbid
you mind
yr own
business
even when
yr looking
the other
way
whatever
that is
those things
you hold
at bay
apologize for
kick dirt over
adorn
w/ stray leaves & twigs
for camouflage
those things
scream at me
but not in words
so much
more like
jumbled words
you can't make out
kinda like
this shit
i listen to."
he went on
in spite of
having lost
his friend's
attention
and/or
concern
to explain how
dissonant
chaotic noise
can sound
familiar
comfortable
soothing even
since it doesn't stop
even when he isn't
listening to
that shit.
