Significant, behind the eyes

aerolls

Can you hear your
reflection through
Voices he gives to
the insurmountable
and misunderstood?
Listen to the ones
held down silent
after school for our
lunch money watching
our mix-taped walkmen
runaway as tears fog
our cracked glasses
with doubt now we
see the road yielding,
feeding the resonance of
distance dropping
ahead, traffic jams
around us, shall we go back?
Rearview screams fuck no—
Serenade us with
riffs like immortals, you
join in clears up wishful
visions clouded with
uncertainty—

Certainly confusion
will reign but like a chorus
our fateful warrior sings for
all of us, if only
For few short
moments, he brings our
shuttered silhouettes to
Life, glimpsing our stars
in his harmonies our scars
live in their melodies
as chords wrapped around
hard endless unwrapped
you appear in unison
with familiar blisters spitting
on invisible reverberations
resurrected inside painful
pearls spinning in stereo,
burned just for you,
on a half broken
speakers over second handed
taped deck; if we can
sing along you definitely
understand our refrains;
Turn it up, this
ever present soundtrack
called your life
sending you closer—
Turn it up, their voices
are calling to
pull you
in again.

AEC
2007