Somber eyelids close too close for comfort
An eerie knell tolls my hairs violin consort
My ribcage is played like medieval bells
Measured in bars, weighed, though listener never tells.
Teardrops form the mouth froth a saw of sirens tears
Calling to those lost with agony and jeers
Tic tick the metronome walks for the back bone of the band-
In the shadow stalks
Breathed barely in one hand lost tones of the other
For light ,to this sound, bend into tiny coffers.
Coughing the coffins song dead mute jitter bones rung
Composed by its finger long after it s crescendo lingers.
Like fantasia magic calls to choir the powder of the pouter puss
Oozing to and fro with symphonic ire floating higher dancing musk
The deeds of the day repeat and render from its pyre
Dancing with its devils waltz beseech the mummy breaths with fire.
Eyes blink in slow swoon the organs of the organ wane
Shivering oh Fortuna undead dreams in life remain.
Binding flesh to breath the vocal cords of bass ull like virgin birth
To fill the measures of empty space, for life’s solo begins a funeral opera
Clouds begin to sway resurrecting the moonlight sonata
With a melody unchained. Arise the fiddler’s feud
With no time to interlude for keepers finders of the lute
Sun rising with a tune enharmonic voice breaths harmony
The human hertz feel charity to choose the mood of blues.
Tap shoes loose these moral toils sowing to the face beauty from boils
Mozart and all his wisdom break free from his keepers prism.
This composer well decomposed
Bows and clears his throat sharp but in C
Composing his last, first symphony.
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