Period Piece

People in their thirties listen

to cork pop percussion and

wavy synth blithery soft tones 

making voice apart from

chapped melodic lips a ways 

away from consummating kisses

the idea of touch blending 

with gray birch sketch lines

People in their thirties cry into

the music they order up then

let go into melodic seascapes

that swell and relax the way

of mother modeling melodic lithe

and finding love in the striated pitch

of grommet functioning like thought

pulled through with precocity