The Carbonite Playlist of My Heart

Is it even possible to

forget someone when

they still have a playlist

on your phone? And every time

Tom Waits slides into shiffle

you may just believe that

it’s fate or that you’re

thinking about each other,

when in fact, all there is left

is just Diego Cigala from 2003,

the time where your heart

will eternally live,

shrouded in melancholia,

preserved in a hard shell of memories.

and you pray to god every night

it’s not a casket

but a cocoon.



3 thoughts on “The Carbonite Playlist of My Heart

  1. i don’t know how the local radio station knows just the right songs to play to make me think of him…but i have gotten good at darting across the room & switching the fucker off 🙂

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