What a Wave of Noise Brings

I listen to the radio,

Soundgarden sings, My Wave

I always thought they were cool.

Social whispers years later said

they were a horrible band,

Doubt creeped in my mind then.

Do I like them still, now?

Did I buy that CD once?

I don't remember buying it,

I remember just having it one day,

and listening to it, thinking

how cool I was ....

found it at the wash.

now I remember.

Whose case was it then?

A friend, boyfriend—

who was there?

Left behind by the customer;

Detail, VIP.

An unknown echo,

a story lost in transit,

did I steal that sound?

Thief of memories,

they saw my tangled past,

living life askew.

Just a child trapped

not knowing her identity.

Then, a wife in shadows,

rich man’s chains, money unspent;

did I need it then?

Awkwardness abounds ....

how to keep my heart so safe?

Searching for the light.

Am I happy now?

Did I choose to feel so free?

Clouds drift overhead.

The town fades, anew,

each moment a shifting reel,

life plays out again.

Rub my face, my eyes,

here I go, a mood shift stirs;

the journey goes on. But ..,,

those memories always fuck me up.

Keep it off my wave

- Jessi