The Tapes In My Mind Poem by Ludvig Von Himmelstein

The Tapes In My Mind



Play my tapes
ritualistically
though they don't
often synchronize
with reality
Need to feel a rhythm
Need to feel a rhyme
Until I hook into
Something
Really sublime
Every so often
Turn off the cassette
When life hints at a new turn
Which is a better bet

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