Anthony Viggiano Poems

The soft strum of an acoustic,
The hard bang of a drum,
The delicate hum of a vocalist,
The steady pace of a bass,
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There is a lacking ideal
Foresight
No worry of what can happen
With actions most worrisome
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To have such an existence
Where you don't understand
The things that go through your head
Or the emotions you feel
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I just want to feel again,
To see something I claim to enjoy bring joy to my heart,
The sensation you’re supposed to get,
Not just simulate what the feeling is like,
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Oh hush your quick breaths,
Cease the quivering of your lips,
Look me in the eyes,
Yes; right in my pupils,
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