Comment Section Love Letter

this song’s an open letter 
to your neon lights 
burning dancing spots into my 
eardrums , reflecting back into my
marinated mood nights

this open letter’s a song 
and i got colors to sing 
all full of chromatic tension 
ever since yesterday when you 
slipped out my fingers and
tie-dyed my socks

this song’s an open letter 
to the way your fingers dip into
paint cans and fall like 
piano keys
watercolor chord changes 
run yellow and blue, and
i keep playing songs in the key of 
clashing hues, chopping up sentence 
fragment paintings 
saying “i love you”

i’m writing this below a jpeg 
of a freeway covered in kudzu vine
freedom in anonymity

this song’s an open letter 
to the expanding sound expounding on 
the feeling of being solemn but not lonely
the tall embodiment of a small town in fall 

this open letter’s a song 
singing the same shade of heartbreak 
to every high school poet with 
emotional synesthesia
(emphasis on the “emo”)

this song’s an open letter 
piecing words together to speak
a melody meaning nothing to nobody

this song’s an open letter
to the ones that matter 
the ones sharing stories of heartache
and confessions of color

stringing together choruses hung up to dry
on clotheslines with hooks and bridges defined by
a lack of resolution
just a pixelated cadence
authentic 
distorted
emboldened by nighttime
when any old symphony or shade of green 
takes on new meaning 
to me 
and all the rest
of the heartfelt usernames