reaching, seeking, the color of moments, Uncategorized

l’esprit, the vital breath


Invert the tones

Split open the notes,

the pliant chords

from their position


Tightly woven seams

black beady vessel from it’s shell

Bleeding arabesque


Essence

Molecules made to be heard

Notes that never leave

Matter never dies

it only changes shape

it seems….


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