I measure my days
in time signatures
count sobriety
in whole rests
where the damper pedal is god
and I
its humble servant
my foot pressed into mercy
beggin every fractured chord
please
hold on
don’t leave me
til I remember how to breathe
one bar
four bars
sixteen
thirty two
sixty four
til the urge
slips from fortissimo
to mezzo piano
to pianissimo
a ghost note
hauntin the shadows
of the bass clef
one twenty eight
two fifty six
five twelve
I stop countin
it keeps perfect time
knowin music
can’t drown it forever
beauty
always
exhausts
itself
the bottle
stops bein a bottle
and becomes
the final resolution
I can fix this
LIAR
I can quiet him
LIAR
i can give you
back to yourself
LIAR
i can make you forget
LIAR
I am the answer
I am the way to rest
I am the silence
I am your last chord
I am god
LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR
so i lean harder
into mercy
til my foot
starts tremblin
the strings
grow thin
and the room
empties itself
into the sustain
please
just…
one more breath
one more ring
don’t leave me alone
with the silence
I know
the moment
it finally lets go
that ghost note
will still be there
from somewhere
beneath the bass clef
already
clearin its throat








