The Way They See the World

[Bunx]

The Way They See

Sitting, my cat looks 
sideways at me with
calm solidarity.

I'm getting use to the feeling
of moisture in my eyes.

It's proof I'm human
realizing emotional traction.

My soul is dormant
somewhere in this skin.
I see, what 
they feel
through my art.

Scars frequencies 
compressed sentiment 
resonate spirits.

Painting a
soundscape
reflecting walls 
a genesis of burdens.

Their vocal vibrations
are WAV files
reflecting the weather
across an ocean.

Ballads reflect stories
or a product
that was sold.

I've helped with both.
Knowingly or not.
For preachers,
pastors, and
companies too.

Children
martyrs of innocence 
soiled joy 

he sacrificed
your stories 
to justify his.

Trauma bonding 
is fucking overrated.
Just hold me.

the World 

Moisture drys
after our hang.
Realization 
evaporates in silence 

holding me 
rubbing my back.
covered in tears

Our eyes meet
a heart beat
reflects waveforms
songs of solidary.

I blurt out
"Im getting feelings".

Ex bandmate
looks, reminds.

"You know
We......
Met on tindr right?"

Added a lil detail to frequency hoping to bring out why I used it