Lying Music

Hold on.
I’m still waiting for
the non-existent past
to beat-beat out that
song that just doesn’t sound
real
anymore.
Not in the airy way
of feeling high and–
no, like listening
to soft lies,
earnestly begging
to be forgiven
for being lies,
and just be
believed in.
Bumb-bumb-bummer
that someone with no heart
wrote these lyrics
that made you cry.
But you’re the only one
clicking back to replay
until it’s all
true,
exactly the way
it should sound.
But I won’t.
And I’ll try not
to be
discordant.
But until then,
I’ll wait on that beating,
but never-living past,
you say we never had.

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