~
usually in one’s early teens
that unsung beauteous age,
a predatory virus infects
the naive young heart,
there is no defence,
resistance being futile,
a music ear worm burrows
deep within the helpless young,
becoming resident
a lifetime’s gift or curse,
music free to be sung unbid,
hummed, whistled, foot-tapped
widely played throughout
one’s life, funeral too,
the music never dies but
ravenously seeks another
host so the beat goes on.
*
© Graham R Sherwood 06/25
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