Where do they all go, the words breathed and heard?
The frequencies fading, the air once disturbed
Now quieted, softly awaiting those words?
A vortex of melody swirls with discord;
A maelstrom cacophonous, festered, a fraud
To the senses. A blood-taloned gargoyle’s claws
Scrape and slash at the air, but there’s nowhere to land.
No more is there laughter to perch on, to stand
Joyous, immortal, for one moment. And
Where have they all gone, those words grinned and sighed?
I retreat from it all; stilled, I sit, close my eyes
And listen for memories. Somewhere inside
The sounds bubble back of a life that abides.
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