No one warned me about the Corona Quiet
The way that the world sounds now
A lessening of background noise as civilization settles
There is an empty in the world’s air
I inhale the outside, exhale the inside
Trapped breath escapes into the heat
Hollow beats are the new soundtrack
To lazy late-night walks, there’s a song
In my headphones playing white noise
The lyrics hiss and create the feeling of
Popping ears, the drums thump in time
With my panicked heart and crash into me
The guitars reverb with my anxious thoughts
Dread screeching down the fretboard, my feet
Hit opposite to the ominous plucks of the bass
No one warned me about the Corona Quiet
The way that the world sounds now
A lessening of background noise as civilization settles
And my brain gets loud
The Corona Quiet
Published
Poetry Overdose 