Hector
his hair
blown
back
by
the
wind
section
which he
had
doubled
like all the
other sections
no mic
rophones
back in the
day but wood
made
strings
that would
abundantly
ring
ton
ality
sing
songs
from the
mad mind
though socially
refined and
an equally com
posed composure
defined as a conductor
conducting
electricity
from the
ether
sit in the center
of a cathedral as
his requiem mass
amasses as if from
a Tesla coil
not to be fooled
or foiled as the brass
north south east and west
in eighteen
thirty seven
Berlioz invent
ed quadrophonic
stereo
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