I sit listening and
I hear meaning, or, at least
the dazzling crystalline melancholy of a sad song;
Otherwise, a midnight blue electric guitar plays
cinematic masterpieces. The famous literary heroine,
sweetly drying in poetic black waters
waves with silvery hand motions
through each mind flits a different nothingness
while simultaneously expressing the same thought.
I sit listening
and the noise is a quietly rocking chair,
but even it's rhythm gives meaning
in it's over and over and over.
