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Breath, and You Barely Notice The Notes
Music is dreamt before it ever unfolds.
Your ear fills in the gaps of the empty chords.
Touch a cold surface and wait for your heat
to translate its difference.
A simple cell.
“left with something used”
Music on the artificial respirator.
Music in the casinos.
Music behind the car’s inertia.
Your ears fill the sky with key signatures on a staff.
Your ears make the cells turn into keys
on a xylophone.