Wednesday, March 18, 2015

SOLO WITH ACCOMPANIMENT

Whenever—
clear 
out of nowhere,

without
any trigger—seeming-
ly free

from violence 
and vim
and

all attendant 
vignettes whatsoever—save
for

the sheer fact
of its 
sudden

penetration
and 
impact 

on a landscape—
warm light enters,
enlivening all particles;

that's when—
some of them

begin
figuring to one another—here's!
where

the violins 
should start
to fade in—and marveling,

oh!—how
it just makes

and ruins
the whole thing.

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