Waiting outside the record store
the music trapped inside escapes
               Something metal
               and unsettled
Hard music expressed as strange shapes
sound bent in ways not heard before

               I rest my head on the wall
               against the vibration
                              gentle quake
                              of heartache
               life in time dilation
               will make room for it all

                              That which I’ve lost
                              is still here now
                                             Pretense
                                             suspense
                              should time allow
                              the hidden cost

                                             Collapse
                                             Renounced
                                                            drowned
                                                            sound
                                             denounced
                                         perhaps

                                                            Sound
                                                            drowned