Cobblestones
Why so loud?
Go quiet into the night,
hear the cobblestones
announcing your departure
from this world-
to an empty night.
The bars
collect all the people in this world.
They smile, feed off each other:
finding friends, eternal love.
You
are left with nothing
but a memory:
like a trumpeter sustaining a note,
a beautiful note
it is;
but the unspoken secret
of every sound,
is in the fragility of a breath...
is that it’s ending...
is that it’s ending...
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