Within the Words
Sound waves bounce
off of the furthest stars,
bent and grotesque--
like swirling tornadoes.
I have heard the sounds
coming to me like music
much bigger than the sky
which we all see above us.
Chaos is not music...
It is not what I've come here for.
My heartbeat is within the words,
while my song bounces off the door.
Copyright © Red Barchettadrive | Year Posted 2015
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