Using Melodies

I watched a movie from the couch in my apartment.
And in it, I heard the most beautiful song I'd ever listened to.

So I used the internet to learn the name of whose voice I'd heard.
And after I knew it, I watched her sing it again,
from the beginning, in a video that I found on a website.

But before she could finish, I'd already fallen—
taken by the sciences interjecting into my life,
an idea, via a box of pixels.

And it was a nice distraction in that moment.
But in the end, nothing more.

For as I sat and watched her face shift to the shapes of its spirit—hearing the embodiment of everything
I've ever aspired to know
or have
be born of it
—the stream ended, and my eyes fixed
yet again
upon the overcast image of the only one I've ever known
to come as close as she had to capturing it.