Your name became the jingle
I hated from the moment heard
Then found myself singing it
The following morning
So catchy beneath my lips
It tangled into muscle memory
Too weak to loosen the grip
Of horrendous rhythm
Now laughter brews from concern
That it will never leave my mind
Thankfully
I've prepared for these occasions
Firstly, find distractions
As to
Stuffing my mouth
Clouding my mind
But it only stunts
My new nature
To repeat the sweet ring
Your name gives my heart
I cannot part from the joy
It brings to me like
The coolest toy I begged for
But what I know now all too well is that toy
Will become an afterthought
Collect dust on the tallest shelf
I'll never bother reaching
And I'll move on to the next catchy jingle
Let it marinate in my diaphragm
And allow it to eat me up entirely
Leaving me hollow
Only left with bits and pieces of all
The names I sang
To keep me company
****
I wish I never heard any
Of those **** Jingles
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 6:01 PM UTC
Your name became the jingle
I hated from the moment heard
Then found myself singing it
The following morning
So catchy beneath my lips
It tangled into muscle memory
Too weak to loosen the grip
Of horrendous rhythm
Now laughter brews from concern
That it will never leave my mind
Thankfully
I've prepared for these occasions
Firstly, find distractions
As to
Stuffing my mouth
Clouding my mind
But it only stunts
My new nature
To repeat the sweet ring
Your name gives my heart
I cannot part from the joy
It brings to me like
The coolest toy I begged for
But what I know now all too well is that toy
Will become an afterthought
Collect dust on the tallest shelf
I'll never bother reaching
And I'll move on to the next catchy jingle
Let it marinate in my diaphragm
And allow it to eat me up entirely
Leaving me hollow
Only left with bits and pieces of all
The names I sang
To keep me company
****
I wish I never heard any
Of those **** Jingles
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