This half measured day calls a timeless tune
Predictable as birthday cake candles
Negative ions dancing in the wind take note
Spinning into and out of control
Tripping over light’s fantastic reascendance
Keeping the quarter note beat
So movingly
In the silence of forever
In our steady state of becoming
Where everything changes inside the sameness
Improvising new riffs within a brilliant arrangement
Even your repulsion is attractive
Within this tethered bondage
David Trudel © 2013
