120 cassette

120 cassette
beginnings end
on slopes of pain
taken from the next refrain
of the songs we sang
the chords we played
the night you stayed

3 am or 4
silence makes
a lonely sound
that never found
a way around
the falling down

acoustic shadows
sang harmony
a symphony
of memories
and movements
with tragedies

lessen the pain
of the last refrain
with words that contain
all the remains
from this life mundane
that it is the ending’s the same

By TC Conner

Pro hobbyist photographer, drone enthusiast, musician, husband and father.

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