cross-hatched by hairs which
bow to no-one,
bend to tempo…
comb through collective memory.
Intersect dissected moments,
driving through vibrato…
…sounding boards for wholeness.
Milliseconds moving mountains,
making annuals out of annals.
now derived from hidden subs.
Tariffs torn from manuscript emotions.
Tactile tears can fall and land,
lithe and direct.
Minute waltz of wiped-away elation.
… a tranquil composer has talked through the trill.
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