My Bestie My Headphones

You crown my ears

Like a small

Private halo

A ritual circle

That no one else can cross

The moment you click shut

The world dissolves

Streets blur into watercolor

Voices fall like broken feathers

Time folds its wings

You are my twin moons

Glowing on either side of my skull

Pulling the tides of my thoughts

Into calmer constellations

Every bass line is a heartbeat

You lend me

Every melody a doorway

You open in the dark

You turn chaos into smoke

Noise into ash

And me into something

Sharper

Quieter

More whole

You’re not just headphones

You’re the spell I wear

The shield I summon

The secret language

Only I can hear

My bestie

My orbit

My little myth of escape

My headphones