I love you. But I’m not “In Love” with you.

Imagine if you will waves of Eminem running in sync with Mozart,

Bing Crosby and Mexican Polka.

Crescendo meets profanity,

Sonorous hum and accordion keys resonate

in a voiceless disregard impacting leaded crystal in high C

with no sound.

That’s what shatters,

not the body,

nor the internal working organs that seem to hurt and crack,

something deeper that can be grown with love

or demolished by its silence.

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