Happy Halloween

hollow cavity,

the rot of ages could not enlarge,

then and now no heart to know compassion.

I was that murderer, that blank stare,

the beast inhuman that villagers burned,

the tale parents spun for truant children,

the terror at night, her eyes wide and sightless in the dark.

Headache tonight

Solitary note, digit hovering

ever over ebony key.

You can descend only once

and change is known.

A new and common-sensed wisdom whispers

that Silence, my former comfortable companion

is not music

nor never music was.

What rut one makes.

Any errant wheel but senses Familiar

and the precipice of Same’s a silhouette shadow.

The mold once poured, and sunsets dried,

remains and reminds.

But wait

Caution’s a coward yet keening the unknown note.

listen

The Sound will surely surface.