The notes between
the ones
existing in copied scales,
whetted and invisible, beside
or beyond
dimensions still'd
or have you forgotten?
When the prelusive Voice spoke
calming all notes, with form and teeming.
The notes between,
like the s p a c e between stars
those gods and creatures warring
transcending
heptatonic, pentatonic,
major, lilting, minor, shifting,
enduring.
The notes between,
like a pause between thoughts,
or a breath,
expanding as lungs, cascading
collapse to emptiness,
again.
The cadence
behind your fire bright eyes,
gauge and grain and thumb.
Rhythm beckoned, my heart
melody pressed, you spoke
the notes inbetween.
