in broken heartbeats
a syncopation of
sound
making music
for the lonely.
and too here I follow the
ladybug on
the late night computer
screen,
woken up by
a space heater
from his
cryogenic
slumber
in the window panes,
and I ask as I follow
him
do you have a want to leave my screen?
or to hear my shitty EDM?
And what were you doing on my mouse and keyboard
when I first walked in?
Did you hear that noise?
that song of
hearts
cracked like
violins
with loose strings?
Or are you too
loose
in your beetle
shell, lacking
proper
heartstrings
to tighten
and snap?
