when it’s dry

it’s so dry
and when it rains
it squirts
music, while lovely
(through tympanic membranes)
isn’t good enough
I want to drink it
have it in my blood
my body unsatisfied
until it
absorbs through every pore
ears are not enough
I long for no one
but for treble clef
I want to dance it up and down
to climb it like a ladder
with nothing to prove


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