because I remember the way that music would flow
through me. and it was love, the way my muscles knew
how to react to each careful chord, and the way
my nervous system would harmonize with lyrics
and make them a part of me. but the music
has forsaken me. the notes are stuck
in my bones, and they are clashing
in my jaw— i create
intervals of dissonance within my teeth
through REM cycles and dreaming, knowing
the harshness of the lack of resolution,
but hoping that with each night that i listen,
i can hear something beautiful.
NRG Writes 
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