with mass
in c minor
we would never be the same
touched by
amadeus
mozart
#katyamills
with mass
in c minor
we would never be the same
touched by
amadeus
mozart
#katyamills
their opinions
dragged on inside her skull for years
carrying the tune until
one forlorn day
she picked up a despondent note
by the handle
stuck it with ultra tons
of glitter and glue
crafted an off key
to unlock her super
future
#katyamills
they got so busy mixing
and splicing ambient sounds
with hacked lyrics
they could not hear the multi
media metaverse
calling. the rain drumming
thumb wheels thumbin
what a day to be def
#katyamills
cuttin and pinning wires
while you carve squares into the cabinet
the blade breaks clean
under your power
my lips in stereo thanking you
a star thrown
strikes me in the chest
i died
4 the love of
music
writing verses
sleep. black liner circles
the eyes
the one who sings
cannot speak
everyone come to the center
soft body contact
the lyrics
the breath
the hearts
the beat
#katyamills
when the pulse is heavy and slow
when you could sleep a million years
thoughts cannot find a flow
too tired for tears. let the music
touch you #katyamills
dissociative
staring at the wall again
they turned up the volume
zero calorie heavy
metals to defend against they
demons
#katyamills
out from under
hundreds of miles of cassette tape
and wires. useless and bound by
an ethos of noninclusivity they
patched it together they
sang they own wobbly
song til someone
came around
#katyamills
the dissonance caused by all
the off notes touched a hundred
thousand hearts who turned
the radio up and swore
someone finally got them
#katyamills
i was only 11 in 1984 we
found freedom from our families
in graveyards at night trying tricks on
our boards without wheels then
down the hill the days in town on
wheels. the SMITHS blaring the radiant
sun out of the sky
#katyamills