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Instrument

I wish I knew a chord,

Just one is enough for now,

So that I can strike it against

Whatever instrument that may come alive,

At the touch of these broken fingers,

And that I could lay down with the words

Those tremors of the soul

I wish to turn into a song,

For how I wish I knew the secret language of violins,

That set fire to the rolling tears

As I dream with eyes open

And the quiet world makes me wish

I knew how to play a guitar,

To pull and strum the very strings

That moan in pleasure like the very syllables escaping my pages,

And so I wish I knew which keys

Could open the piano’s heart

To hammer my own in it’s place

Is all I need to secure immortality

So that I can finally truly hear

The evolution of silence

Over the growing but still distant horizon,

As I raise my chin to receive a kiss

That I can always feel approaching,

In every breath the world is resigned to take.