Ear Worm

iTunes play, beat at timeless unfinished melody.

Heavy notes hang melancholy on suspended phrases.

Dangle uncoupled half-rhyme above cadences,

unreached, neither authentic, nor perfect.

Twist tangled heart-worms into inmost ears,

String half-songs, loop confused strains on never-end.

Blind cacophony violates with unchosen playlists.

Whilst visions of Muzak lull you to sleep.

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