Emptiness and Music

The confluence of chords –
The discordant struggle
Between what is high
And what is low
The brushing of the
Oddly strident and the naturally somber
“Lesson learned”
Cried that little golden girl
Embracing the convexities of the pearl
She wrapped herself around the world
Where a continuum of silver and
Screams meet discordance and
Overdue apologies
I told her, at the outset of everything
at the outset of emptiness
And empty souls
Music might be encaged
In a golden box, but it never stops playing





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