PLACE YOUR BETS

Sometimes there’s not enough words

to explain the day.  We attempt to create a shape,

a revelation between spaces, where a line becomes

more than a crease in time.  It’s a half note matured

and filled with air.  The sound bursts into a place

not yet traveled.  The movement resembles a

crusade, a new path apart from the previous chains

of freedom.  Everything falls into place like a deck

of 52 cards.

 

The quiet talk of a cloudless day reveals the wonder

of listening.

 

It’s the pain that pushes us to a new place.

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