rhythms make
more sense - it takes an
opulence of
energy to forge words then
translate them
into beat that rings clear
ears fix on
meter - basso-blooded drum
synchronicity
deep within eternal stases
enduring
& clean - minds scan aside as
you’re wired to
sound anyway - riding a
tympanic
proclivity to feel susurrations
before seeing
reason virtually displayed;
cochlea appeal
and not to your orphan
senses lest its
included in an expense
beyond means of
these simple words
read aloud; hear
rhythms freedom - it is
intoned there,
in a beat declaring words
you’ve never
needed to hear
© 14 December
2013, I. D. Carswell
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