Sounds of Escape
I am enveloped in an empathetic sea
From this jungle of uncertainty.
At the mercy of this melodic rite,
My raft of loneliness longs.
Find me, in the rhythm-- the beat,
Repeating its dominion over my
Deepening dream of desperation and desire.
The tempo delivers me from my tormentors;
A noose of thoughts-- the dictators of my heartbeat,
But overwhelmed with an overture,
I am hidden-- forgotten for a minute,
Minutes just enough to
Drift from life’s melancholy disharmony.
Captured, my attention is controlled.
Can a rupture breach the resonance of this movement in my mind?
These verses, my knowing narrative,
Gnaw my senses-- shifting
A supervening sound indefinable.
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