Sunday, June 22, 2008

One Song

The clumsy flute shivers
At your slightest blow
Vibrating like never before
Making the music of life.

A life of one song
Played once, in one breath
Suspended in time
Forever, forever, for ever.

The promise of tomorrow
Wrapped in your breath
Stale, stinging, intoxicating
Fossilized in smoky embers.

The flute lies in splinters
in the ruins of a melody
clogging it's veins, for it will
play no other song, ever again.

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