Friday, July 1, 2011

Torch Singer Dream


You sang so sweet and long and hard and loud –
you ripped the tender surface of their hearts:
corralled their painful loves into a crowd –
and parsed them one by one into their parts;

you bled their essence through vibrato and a beat
until they almost couldn’t take the sound –
but also wouldn’t let you rest and stop, retreat –
because of what they’d lost and what you’d found.






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