decrescendo

the rest of the day is a decrescendo
after conducting the morning
in harmonizing chords–
cracking bones with the likes of Buckley and Bernstein,
arpeggioing through hallelujahs,
warbling with the dewy crows,
and announcing in unison with the dead
the birth of another messiah morning.
everything falls flat after that,
after you lived your whole life in one bar,
in one part of one line on a page,
after which you jump in the car,
fight traffic,
and suppress the office rage.
rest fermata

the rest of the day is a decrescendo
after a morning spent in song.

Selah.

 

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