music to my brain
unrhythmic and unrefined
scattered, and without a sense
it vibrates through the cracks
through the holes in my brain
like a fluid, without a shape
it goes on, and on, and on
opening new holes in my head
so disturbing
so consuming, so terrifying
and yet
so beautiful and breathtaking
raw and uncut
not seeking perfection
away from the rules, norms
away from everything,
and far from nothing
unable to be caught
and be enslaved
but remaining forever
just a word, a sound
or a scribbled line,
that swims forever
on an infinite pond.


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