That sound
that tinge of an uplifting note
the fluctuating frequency of a Hello
Unkempt time with every beat
Spindles outward like a sheet
of fog, covering and filling your head
Wavelengths of pitch can be a lovely song
or stabbing knives in burnt flesh before long
Words laced with nightshade **** the soul
Words filled with nectar can make you whole
Each inflection of the same word means something else
Each inflection of different words mean the same thing.