Two.

This one, to get it out of my head

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There were bright colors in my fear.
Once I am lured in by song
The movie slowly turned,
Entrenched by darker hues
Falling from the shadows of malevolent flight.
There's nothing delicate
In fighting back, this time.
Retaliation brutal as my nightmares.
Night fell deeper.
Vespertine fled and I screamed
Sorrow
For empty victory
Grief
For the hanged in memory
Rage
For justice, failed.

Today's Prompt, Ode to a mundane ordinary everyday things

Bluetooth

Here's to Bluetooth!
I used to be wary
And we used to make fun,

But it's there
when I need
To tune out the outside world
And appease the
songs stuck in my head,
Or listen to speedrunning history
Instead of stalled traffic.
With speakers better than
My phone's
I'm gently lulled to sleep;
The nostalgic nightscape
Sounds real.

And on two different screens
I track my sleep-hours
Along with
My steps and
I can see my goals
Quantified and obtainable.

But I'll never
Connect
My toaster.
There are
no wires or dongles
to ruin,
But we can still make fun of
The Internet of Things
And be wary of that.