This title is going to have more than one word because I love R&B and this isn’t R&B.

Neon Sign: No Music, No life
Photo by Simon Noh on Unsplash
If I had a boombox it would blast
midnight all the way till afternoon,
I've been a noisy person from the womb
combing through the records till the last
minute, infinitely wearing buds,
humming, causing auditory pain,
a note, I am unable to sustain,
released some songs and all of them were duds.

The reader reads and I have read a lot,
I rarely write a proper word, but still
I sing to you, the two, the three, the five,
a show more intimate was never got,
but hopefully my readers are fulfilled,
posterity will hopefully forgive.