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From The Music Rooms

prelude in transit

~wordless darkness that underlies all verbal truth~Perhaps something only music could suggest|Timebends Arthur Miller

Steel shadows
dragged out of the room
Sutured behind a wing
vanished into sky
Unwritten, unspoken
mourned to infinity
swallowing illusion,

escape through the hands
retold through time
vanquished eye
Secreted away
witnessed from afar

saved in the notes

banished from consciousness
tho remembered
in that
precision of sacred dance
conjured from the pages
Of a burned book

a prelude in transit
Riveted to this track
then transported this night
When it is played again
for the first time