Zayra Yves: Music
Becoming Abstract
Becoming Abstract
It is a trend. A movement.
Before you think too much about it
an accent lands where it does not belong
like more of a bee sting
or a train at 1 AM
and not at all what you planned.
Suddenly it is an indistinct color
or some loose phrase about Van Gogh
lost in what tried to be lucid -that weak attempt to lure the awkward.
Or your mind stops motionless
which seems terribly odd considering
how absurdly obsessed it is with itself
full of spray paint, dope
and burning flowers.
Then the body is smashed to the floor
in the desire for perfect skin
that feels smooth as madnesswhere the delicate don’t actually break
and hope wanders around
not fully known.
Now in light of all that
( and generally speaking )
I prefer to be touched
more often…
don’t you?
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