You left me in radio silence five weeks ago reducing the symphony in my car to the engine's timid whisper
I took the bus because it held no memory of you the sounds were strangers each a reminder- there are melodies beyond you
Until the crackle of your voice came rushing back carrying a cacophony of rushhour, city tunes and the endless jam of traffic
The temptation is there- put you on speaker Replay the song of sickening beats Relive the past in neon reckoning
But I turn the volumn down into black Until your static fades back to the sweet murmur of the engine
and I hum a delicate tune It's solely mine.