Lines

Posted on by T. Maxwell-Harrison

Soaring notes crashing across planes,

weaving around a thin line,

time and its place,

beating, fleeting, always meeting,

god only knows what sounds will bring,

lucid thoughts and nightmarish days,

washed away in transcendental daze.

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