rhythms make more sense - it takes an
opulence of energy to forge words then
translate them into beat that rings clear
synchronicity deep within eternal stases
enduring & clean - minds scan aside as
tympanic proclivity to feel susurrations
before seeing reason virtually displayed;
senses lest its included in an expense
beyond means of these simple words
intoned there, in a beat declaring words
you’ve never needed to hear
© 14 December 2013, I. D. Carswell
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