Bring my noise with you;
let it be
the soundtrack you lose your mind
or maybe your heart to.
It hums in your background
and ripples through your dreams;
before you know it, that clamor
is every part of you
you didn't believe was needed
'til you saw yourself
without.
And when I'm at my most alone,
dancing with my demons,
I wear your noise inside me
to cure that wicked, whimpering spell
in the hole shaped like you.
Spun backwards, my noise
is you, and all the steps
you retrace
will lead back to me.
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