finding the music

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The light fades
dying to the rhythm of passing cars

sudden sporadic darkness brings
tiny lapses in time

a musty smell of all the travels
breathes life into the dusty dancing walls

the light finds a way through the window
peering onto a perfectly woven seat cushion

and the sounds of rattling of minds
beg to be heard again

softly the song plays through this abandoned train

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canopy of arms


blue dress
no breeze
looking for you
under a canopy
of arms
in the air
we sway
this music
written for us
the words
travel
to our souls
we unite
dirty knees
sweaty feet
unable to stop
my hope
my mind
a break in tone
I imagine
the details
perfection
you find
me hear
I look up
to meet
the eyes
where I used to live
the face
I used to trace
the hands
I used to crave

the music starts
people begin
to sway
I forget
you again
faster this time
your time
is up
you won’t
find me
I won’t
turn around
face up
off the ground
it’s just me
moving on
with a crowd
and a canopy
of arms