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Notes

Quarter tonic
Sugar with sugar
Sweet tongue
Semolina Lena

Noncognizant strikes
Dodge brother, dodge
Relentless moving
Those dark eyes always worth it

What I would give
To make this right
To step out of character
Or am I in one now?

Tired of this
Fearing its endlessness
The closer I am to one
The farther I am from both

When the notes I hear
Or the words, dear
My world flips
But I’m quarter built

Flipping like it’s
Practice makes perfect
Play the notes, play
As close as I can get

Limits limit
But memories punish
Flabbergasted and expectant
What are you doing? Incredulous

I am flipping and practicing
Playing notes and replaying nostalgia
Giving love like watering the parched
Learning to strike the balance

Leave me be, demons
You turn sustenance into air
After I’ve fed my soul
I shall have my peace

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Apparitions

We are concerned
With this frontal apparition
It captivates us
And pulls at our minds
The threat it represents
Is real and must be addressed
To this we all agree fully
And we go to work

The undertaking is effortful
We want to do it justice
Root-cause analysis and resolution
Taking generations

I am not here for it
Nor the resolution
I am here to snap my fingers
At your eyes with my words
To hold your chin in my hand
Pull your face away from the task
And look into your eyes with my spirit

Not to worry
It’s for justly a moment
Only once in every while
I’m searching for stagnancy
Which causes souls agony

Bite down on this
If I succeed
I’ll have prevented stillness
Or shattered its silence
A flash of anguish
Or an instant of revelation
Before you return to your task