A Poem: "Wounds Over Muzak"
Wounds Over Muzak by Chris La Vigna ( @Chris La Vigna ) "A warm spring sun Shines down on Earth Yet you’re blind To its radiance You’re busy bleeding In a malfunctioning elevator Frozen between floors Held betwixt hallways These God damned doorways Thresholds of potential Limitless and limited Portals of paradox That mock you so What are you going to do about it? Nothing Do as you are Absolutely nothing Embody deficiency Exemplify entropy A legacy of mediocrity Stumbling towards its zenith Spilling so much red liquid tissue Onto the cold linoleum floor In your final sputtering fragments Recall a joke Laugh, forget, let go With a free heart And voided bowels Embrace a silent cacophony." © Chris La Vigna 2021