your song

I've been staring at my guitar a lot lately, wondering when I'll pick it up to awkwardly play again. I'm pretty sure it has started to stare back.

your song...
construction-paper words
"guitar" and "guitarra"
beat a blue and yellow rhythm
against your body
like Kaki King, but
dust across the fretboard
and this blur of time
have become
your most played song

©Erin Croley
(from an #iBlyrics Twitter prompt)