What is in a song?

The words we write

and sounds we bleed

like torrents of sleet

cutting paths down soft

and unsuspecting cheeks.

The paths we create

with emotions unchecked.

With highs that scrape heaven’s floor

and lows that burrow Earth’s core,

we blaze on

in inconsistent shadows of meaning

and brightness

and song.

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