Communication

November 6, 2013 § Leave a comment


My
Voice, it
Vaults! Lurching starts
A trembling arc, higher
Until it leaps into blank sonic
Spires, streaking wire notes behind me.

Then
It comes
Sneaking down, slinking
Back into linear disorder,
Where my music now has
Borders, dismissing the tune I’ve been
Hissing, dear disarray, I’m now missing

You.

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