Benjamin Michael Clark

(06/22/90 / Mattydale, NY)

The Eternal Song


The Original Soul was a Scientist

Experimenting with Music

& This soul made a song
That spoke of mistakes:

Discontent-

Desire-

Demons-

 Angels
-

& 
Everything

Thereafter-

& It’s still

The longest song

Ever recorded-

If you listen closely
Late at night

You can hear it

While the other souls
Slip into the unconsciousness

& the song wakes
To become conscious of your

Soul-

It sounds of: Crickets - 
Owls - 
Bats - 
Running water - The Wind Dancing
 Off of Things that Matter-

Till the last note kisses you

On the lips

& Your soul flees

While another skips

On into this Eternal Song-

Submitted: Tuesday, April 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013

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