the slip the trip
the absent mind
the quarter turn
unheard rewind
the healing songs
we long to find in
accidental dissonance
the way we've been
and who we are
the open heart
the closing scar
there's more to miss
and less on par in
accidental dissonance
we stand we break
we empty out
we let our love
loud for us shout
against the rails
that hold us in
our accidental dissonance
art by Julie Morstad at www.juliemorstad.com |
poetry ©afterthoughtcomposer
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