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’.