Dissonance
Through the blinds
the sunlight breaks
reflecting off of
plaster flakes
The music from
the other room
restores me back
into the womb
So safe within
my mother's walls
before I knew
these empty halls
Pieces of
an afternoon
are mingled with
some ghostly tune
Melodic
bittersweet refrain
echoing
throughout my brain
I keep returning
to the page
of flashes from
a long gone age
That's scattered
with so many toys
and filled with
phantom girls and boys
The playgrounds
rusting in my mind
though full of weeds
will stand enshrined
To mark the grave
of innocence
that led me to
this dissonance
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