On Music


they’ve said I’ve seen:

Music is my life.

Music is my heart,

The rain, the pulse.


These words

So far,

Frustrate me.

Music’s not these

Muds and chains.


When It glows

There’s darkness.

Robotic hums of life.

In a coma, deciding

Whether to live or die.


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