Thursday, March 14, 2013

Music I

I hear classical music &
I think of stone buildings
Like a museum maybe a
Church or a mausoleum
Maybe some place where
Old is stored whether a
Body or an idea or belief
I imagine the sweet hint
Of flowers & an ecstatic
Mourning overcomes me
Just until this music is
Over & I wish that I had
Written something so I
Could still hear it in my
Head feel it in my heart
Slipping away from me
One beat at a time


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