.

            Sustain

"Four chords and six strings
are enough to rock the World
but who sees slowly, mountains moving
across that stale Horizon?"

               ~
Empty are the Hands
that play the saddest Chords
and Broken are the Hearts
that wrote them—

Full is the Glass
that tips and spills
Breaking,
upsetting the Silence—

Loud are the sounds
of Echoes and Wind
for they remind us all
of This:

When Excited strings
do finally rest
the stubborn Heart
keeps beating......

                                      st. augustine, fl
                                        october, 2018

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                   Timeless


King Time rules and we're his Fools—
  No use fighting, what would it prove?
Death is imminent,—Love profound!—
  So why not believe in the Underground?
                        ~
A world that exists Beside itself—
  A world Alone, in need of help—
And who are we to question time?—
  That thing that is neither yours nor mine?
                        ~
Helpless we fall right into its Arms—
  Even though long ago it lost its Charm—
Love resides and hides within
  The Chambers of the Now and Then.
                        ~
The Future yells and screams, and cries
  To Time's deaf ears, & blind, blind Eyes—

Oh Underground, Rise!—and Pull me Under—

  It's long been time, to Finally,—Surrender—

                            St. Augustine, Florida
                                  2004–2018~