12.05.2008

Division of Logic

Dec 12, 2005

Metronomically-
mathmatically-
like music
you dissected me,
looking for broken strings;
chords which may hide,
faulty,
within the core of me.
Systematically-
analytically-
like surgery
you scalpeled me
seeking a mote of dust
a forgotten name
an unblessed sneeze
a reason
to sever me from all we knew
Perceptively-
intuitively-
cannily
I embrace the music I can make
Find my own flaws and forgive them
dance the dance
walk the talk
and find myself cut
not off, nor to the quick
but cut loose
and more free than I have ever been

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