Ode to Spotify

Your green and black interior holds everything,

A garden of Vines and Chili Peppers.

You never fail to fill my ears

With sweet soothing sounds that shun out the sun.

Wrapping me up in Melodie’s,

Keeping me stuck in a special place.

Where a Muse will sing me lullabies,

And tie my unrest down with a Slipknot.

Every time I Blink

One hundred and eighty two new songs

Are added to the reservoir of tunes

That I live to listen to.

Elliot Smith guides me

Through a collection of Coconut Records.

A Sublime experience

That never fails to take me to Nirvana.

After all these years

On our anniversary

You remind me of the time we spent together.

Spotify wrapped day is my favorite holiday.