Poetry
Breathe

Hold a stethoscope to the chest
Of a piano,
And hear it breathe
As you play each key.
Let the music flow and thrum
In sinewy veins and chords.
Let the beating of heavy sighs
Beat with your irregularly shaped heart
As it tightens and
Turning heavy
Dragging you down.
Pulling at your scalp.
Drawing water from your eyes.
Let the strings of the violin
Vibrate and dance around you
The banging of drums
Mirror
The pounding in your head.
A tidal wave of angel voices
At angles of tan, sine and cosine to the ocean
Overcome you.
Learn to breathe with crumbling lungs
In the crushing silence
That rings the tinkling bells of solitude
Or use the stethoscope,
And let the piano
Do it for you.

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