#ostinato
Constant
From the cue of entrance
Through the chaotic ink splashes
And the measures of rest
A part of us keeps this rhythm
Strung clear and precise
Mysteriously, wandering throughout
We pass around the chore
Until the final chord is drawn
But we survive
In the minds of our audience,
Forever trying to grasp hold of
Our fleeting orchestral heart beat:
Ostinato
Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
Again and again
The ostinato repeats
It's stuck in my head.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 1:58 PM UTC