A spoken word piece inspired by someone special....

the words:

Constant

It’s that shit that is steady. You don’t have to even think twice.

There’s not a single doubt in your mind. When you want it - when you need it - it’s right there.

You don’t dare to doubt it’s existence; you know it’s right there.

A click away.

A quick search.

Nested within a folder…it’s right there!

You’ve got it on vinyl, or squirreled away in a jewel case.

Shit, you might even have to call a friend; but, you know it’s right there.

“what’s that jam that goes like….?”

It brings you solace. The constant is a safety net; a reminder that you won’t fall.

When you’re down, it brings you up. Upon reflection; it humbly obliges.

There’s a solution…it creates gravity: the Constant.

it grounds you.

Constant

reliable and steady. you don’t need to think twice.

Not a doubt; when you’re in need - the constant.

Right there.

No clicking, searching, or folders; no need to even ask - the Constant knows.

It brings you solace. A fail-safe because you’re sharing the same journey - together.

When you’re tired and hungry…there’s no hassle or pretending.

When you’re not well…no sacrifice is too much to help you feel better.

The Constant always has a shoulder to lean on; a caring hand to wipe away tears.

There’s always an empathetic ear to listen - always eyes to get lost in.

The Constant comforts selflessly - it knows life is bigger than itself.

Stroking your hair to ease your nerves - drawing a bath.

Always there for you.

We.

Constants - plural.

Every…one…deserves… two.

Constants.

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    Other, Spoken word
    • Type: Original
    • 82 bpm
    • Key: Dbm
    • 180-198 Bridge Street, Manchester, NH 03104, USA
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