Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: David Hanlon


Growing up,
he was caught
in his bedroom
with music and feelings
or more often,
a battle between them—
one trying to escape the other.

Those obsessions—
Rubik’s cubes
of insecurities,
finally completed
not by finding the right patterns,
but through years of choosing
the wrong ones.

When the coloured tiles shift
out of place now
for moments,
they remind him
of who he was—
a sad song
with a broken melody,
but also, help him to see
how far
he has come.

And when he reaches out now
sends his song—
he hears
for the first time,
not only the song,
but also,
the sender.



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