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Do Not Answer This Song

2010 January 23
by J. Scott Mosel
Recycling through old music,

afraid to listen

to what I’ve become.

I hear the same tune,

the same one that echoes

when I am alone.

Do not answer this song.

I want the notes to bleed

for me, just once,

I want my thick sense to tell me

all of their names.

Let this be chamber music,

let this be the soul,

but what I hear cannot be sung ,

what I need cannot be written,

and the soul remains undone.

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