Processes Of Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Processes Of Music
Eerie sounding choruses saturating my mind with their
mysterious sounds, filling ears full of monochromatic
tones, sliced, diced and left to roam within.
Attaching themselves to thoughts, pulling, roping them
in to make processes form and adopt new ideas.
Strained to maximum capacity, stressed beyond measure
or compare, left alone to gather moss and coalesce in
time.
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