Irreparable
You were thought,
traversing every realm of sky, from blade of grass,
upward high on ropes of rays,
with cupped hands and squinting eyes
through the long parade of dust and particle!.
I held on tight, made it to heaven by night, and
bathed in every bath of a star,
from the bar of a balcony
and a tunnel of light!.
You carried me on ambience, your needle against the spinning vinyl,
a routine lullaby-
I was the nerve that sorted through matter, the glass which trapped the sun,
and caught your secrets
In a pale prism hung, diligently on strings!.
Words were unnecessary,
delicate as the ash of a comet’s tail
in a world unscathed!.
Secrets were sacred!.
The unspeakable was when synapses fired, flickered, and fell
against the crumpled matter by which you traveled!.
When the roads that lead to you flooded,
choked-
You became the unremembered, a temporal plane sitting in your absence;
The flattened , epileptic lines of a nervous needle,
Sketching you--
You, a scarred tissue with no burial!.
One day I’ll remember you in the stream of things,
Unwittingly, upon the stars and strings, and notes on which we played!.
I’ll hold on tight, and then let go-
leaving you to the laws of physics, as I crouch by the deafening screams of an amp,
Distorted-
Never knowing the number of times upon which you fell and rose again,
Or the same delicate song in the distance that holds you,
Sober, melodic, the universe!.
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