A new take on the poem "Music"

Music

Grasp my ears...

Distant angels await...

Vacant roads captured by heartbeat

Pitter Patter, Clash, Clump

Sing! You've paved my phobia

And I'm still petrified

Honestly, I'm not used to these rhythmic habits

I'm not settled

So they abandon me

rewind what's left unharmed

they won't abandon me

if I'm still vacantly well-armed

I noticed way after I wrote this one down that it has a lot to do with my last blog post. Check it out and enjoy!