the heaviest
most cathartic
piano chords
march atop the beat
of a working heart
white lightning flourishes
trickle over tin roof weighted keys
and the softest of howls
preceding a voice so draining
it bleeds both gloom and hope
all in the same soprano breath
expelling poetic imagery
for us to fully absorb
forming words that speak of
the water being clear and innocent
just maybe this could be our song after all?
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