Word Play

When I am old like that senior


in the Ipod video with the big,

beady-beam eyes it’ll be Beats Antique

and Ratatat keeping me youth-wise.


When I’m old and back to the chair,

the music will still be somewhere

to keep from going under,

to keep the shadow in it’s cage.


Because you can ‘Roustabout’ the ‘Wild Cat’

 of the ‘Cat Skillz’ and play the ‘Loud Pipes’

until memory and body ‘Collide’…


The only way the spirit forever lives

 is with pro-vision-all impact’s of body unto mind.


To Braille speak audio-read rights of ‘Miranda’.


End Communicatoe.


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