Time to blam jast this up in here.
No more sounds
only noise

Noses to mute the voices
The voices that make you feel bad
either because it's a lie
or it's true

I write this as I sit utop this black sky morning wondering,
"Is there a way to make the voices of pain go away."
As I type these words, I remember the incoherent noise that which is the endless buzz of emotionless music

But as I listen to the noise
I hear the emotion I once felt in a rymthic pattern of happy and clank

Clank
Bomb
Crass
Thud
Love
Tick
Bang
And now I remember the pain I once felt
But as a past

Not the now
the now is brighter than the yester

That yester which I may miss but I go on
Because we must be strong to move on from the past

listen to the noise of music and forget the pain that once hurt