I've lost my ability to slow down
my conscious heart races
my breath chases wind
but I can't catch up
can't fess up to the things I've done
rivers I've moved to flow
away from the sun
against the pull of the ocean
we mine mirror from the floors of oceans
but see only our ancestry
we look to tress for stories
but they just remind us to breathe
I have failed to mention
that music is only tension being released
and when it's out I am left with a momentary nothing
an emptiness I'll seek out for centuries
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