silence
echoes
the loudest
possible
noise
one could
ever be exposed
to — the saturation
from a double
 |
| oompas |
bass as the beats
attempt to catch
up to elevate
a desperate
unison
a composition
where each quarter
rest, half note, crescendo,
treble, bass & c clefs
hold their own ambition
along with each
bar in the staff
someones
home inside
of those
narrow spaces
and on pencil thin
lines — little mirrored
worlds travel
through a psychedelic
abyss to nurture
a flawless
earth
one place where
oompa\’s and all creatures
of myth magically
come to fruition
a land not only
steeped in texture
but integrity
a place where
true dignity
exists
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