If I stop thinking
About the one I love
If I forget
About today’s worries
Yesterday’s hurts and
Tomorrow’s projections
If I remember
My true self
Folding in all the
Distended
Fragmented
Wrinkled
Twisted
Stretched and
Chaotic spaces. . .
It occurs to me
The song would end
Yet, something about this place
Wants always
The new melody
A different tuning
Tempo
Time signature
Arrangement or
Orchestration
It occurs to me
I am the conductor
Composer
And every musician
Every audience member
Perspective
Perception
Orientation
Every note
And reverberation
I am the song
The universe
Loves to sing