Amusia

 
 

I long for those dishes of societal imperfection

Theatrically translucent.

Accoustically castrated before they had fully composed

"Tone Deaf" she said at one keystroke

Echoing in my mutilated, now generically beautiful ears,

a vociferous resonance that sent my choclea

crawling out it's canal at the insult.

 

2006