The Proximity Effect - Poem by Mo Piquette
Attempting to quantize...
So when asked,
'How are you? '
'Good.' Makes sense.
We attack this life with great velocity,
Allowing us to transpose day to day,
Despite the dynamics that come our way.
Counting each chord,
Hoping the frequency of blessings
correlates with the ability
to hear them in the first place.
Bass'd in the amplitude of love...
I say 'yes'.
Yet the closer we are,
The deeper it resonates.
The timbre of his breathe,
reaching a shallow crescendo,
creating the ambience.
The harmonic notes of his life,
Still hoping input equals output.
Until finally...Decay. Applause.
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