Running In Place

I search.[1]

            Walk over to the piano.  Stumble.  Touch the unknown.  Try.

Run.

            Fall to my knees.[2]  My head in my hands.  The burden of knowledge.

I’m mute.

            My skin brittle.  The melody ensues.[3]  Shrouded in music.        

            Gather my dress.  Continue.

Stare.

            Deep breath.  Close my eyes.[4]

Open.[5]

            Momentary lapses in judgment.

I sort.

            Through images.  Relentless.  I am mistaken.

           

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[1] Everywhere and under notebooks and under this and that and over shadows

[2] A thousand Hail Mary’s

[3] Saturated music sheets scattered throughout my loneliness 

[4] The void of the halls and mirrors hanging in all directions as they replicate the emptiness

[5] Light screams in and floods the room