Why am I so calm, so collected?
Like the world outside poses no threat.
Like my heart has been well-kept.
Like I’ve never bled.
Like I don’t dream of crosses and caskets.
Boom! thump! thump! boom!
My heart gives a bassline to the tune.
My eardrums are filled with ecstasy,
Like they both shared a molly;
And my inside is intoxicated.
Why does the forgotten past seem like minutes ago?
That song reminds me of her gentle moans.
This song makes me want to return to last night.
I am helpless, I’ve been disarmed,
And left vulnerable to the magic of my earphones.