The Colder Cacaphony



the note just splintered
fell off the bar stool
lost its coat, lost its drink
'man, i'm nowhere' and then
it was nowhere

jazz broke the baton
and stumbled off
wandering in half-steps
and flourishes
collapsing and rising

can't kill it
it doesn't trust you enough
to show you how

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image by mjs

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