Static noise


Music sometimes cleanses my static noise. Blows the dust off the cobwebs and renews my surroundings. Endless lullabies of voices I don’t know but share their visions.

Their version of their lives.
I think of time that needs to pass by. 

Tic tic tic away the minutes that I can’t spend my way. 

Doesn’t matter as long as my headphones play tunes of love.

Soft vibez of what’s to be imagined.

Of what’s next. Of what’s after.

I’m were life has put me. 

Where I put myself. 

Where you are.

C. L Cunningham 

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