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Message to Readers

This is a load of nonsense I'm sorry


April 4, 2019


stop. stop glissando, stop sforzando.
stop allegro and glissando
and ever escalating crescendo:

be still. let go this beating brain
and make space for those
in the depths, sheltered like the

last few notes of the symphony,
with no purpose but to hang on the air
in elegy; to twist in the heavy silence

and pull the audience to peaceful
conclusion. hold up these
scattered thoughts to a new light,

shine through uncut melody and
reach high. cease this cacophony,
these harmonies drawn to never find

their resolution: find sleep. live
between aria and applause, learn to love
the hush of the adagio and lean onto

the tongue of cadence, daring it to
close. leave this mind,
find harsher rhythms to beat into shape



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  • r|A|i|N

    i love “their resolution: find sleep” and “be still. let go this beating brain.” the spacing of periods and line breaks is truly masterful!

    over 1 year ago