A lyric drops me in the deep end of a
teeming memory
Because of a mishearing that I wish the
song could be.
Other times mistaken eardrums send me
down into the gutter,
Awash in thoughts that I regret, or
relish, but can't shutter,
But usually when my mind over ears trip
and fall,
The image I land in makes no sense at
all.
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