It plays, no, it soars
in the space between thought
and feeling
Prometheus’ fire, but
for the soul
Keeps the life going,
but oh, can it burn
The edges fraying
no pretensions
facade burned away
evaporating the haze
but oh, truth burns too
More than emotion
soul’s singing
nowhere to hide
when things are fine
everything shines
so much the better
but when there is breaking
everything shatters
overflowing the letters
the notes turned wails
positive feedback
until the flame goes, out!
with a crack
consumed itself
oxygen deprivation
while embers remain
until the soul can hear
itself sing once more.


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