In Tent


Noting
Desperate Chorale careen
Weighted out
Not chained to what is left

Still there is love

Scales shed
Dripping notes
Belonging to me
Such as it is

Passion

What you think
Writing glasslippery sound
Into your belief
Holding your heart arcing one
Cresendo into skies

This belongs to you

Chants about what dies
Nothing but sand
A kiss
In The Toybox
Temporal death
Snuffling growls
Days wanting
Echoing for centuries
To belong in
Electrical forever
Fade

Wanting more
Running faster
To transform
Stringed theory thrummed

Life
Slows a moment
Blasting dreams
Created
Formatting

Gregorian voices

Abundant
USB platforms
Violins backup
Chorus prepares
Contraposto punt

Realize
Numerical swords
Words
Connnect the dots
To wail
I will stalk
Cartwheeling arpeggios
Extra lines
From star to star
Forwards
With one mind
Eyes clear glazed
In tent city alight

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