Like the music I swirl myself in,
the words coil around me in rhythm
and complacency.
Hello rock love, this effigy of beats
surrounds me in a release
out of this self suffocation.
I know who I am now.
I know what I am for.
Vindication, the truth shall set you free

when you have
a terminology of words to sleep on at night
and a bottle of music
to blast you out of grief.