Acoustic Memories

- endings, beginnings, and everything in between -

i. a boy is a boy is a otter is a deer is a dear.

ii. boy is a unfound trove is a sliver of music coursing
through his veins. boy is crescendo and semibreve, silver ivories.

iii. boy is crooked teeth and weird puns, silly names
and brass knuckles. boy is melancholy blood, sadness spurts.

iv. boy is running his hand through his hair.

v. boy is parting haikus and morning happiness.
boy is magic and stars and lightning, is a soft pastel blue.

vi. boy is an infinity stuck in a glassjar. boy is doubts of
nonexistent traits, boy is soft words and a softer voice.

vii. boy is castle built on a railroad. bones with words
imprinted and never hollow, silly neck beard and love.

viii. boy is a glitch is a perfect and an incredible slip of the hand.

ix. boy is lullabies and charged silence, boy is an angel looking
into a picture of the devil believing it to be a mirror.

x. boy is all heart, and then is all mind. boy is philosophy and
philosopher, boy is so much more than he will ever know.

xi. boy is morning and night, boy is the garden weed and
wildflower all at once. boy is nicknames and colours and fruit jokes.

xii. boy is distant planet's moon, an illusion of a walk
and a talk. boy exists and does an amazing job at it.

xiii. boy makes the air hold its breath. the sky goes red
and the clouds all dissolve.

xiv. boy is seven days and yet an eternity.

xv. boy is platonic and tectonic, boy is a video played at
the same time far, far away. boy is somewhere else and here too.

xvi. boy is graffiti, strums more heartstrings than he ought to.

xvii. boy is shattered constellation, half ram and half bull.
boy is starling, feminine, yet such a boy.

xviii. the boy has aged. (the boy is old.) the boy is no longer a boy.