As plectrums run across strings...

As plectrums run across strings

A heart dying bleeds-

Does one to the other communicate?

Oh Oyster sorrow- could thou

Dissolve solvent in this

Alcohol, part now and melt

So I could see thy form as

Ultimate Imago

Yes, misery-

Though you may be hollow

Nothingness- even you have

Your thick convolutions

How my existence

Has gotten trammeled by you-

An ant in the conch of Daedalus!

As plectrums run across strings

A heart now dying bleeds- can

One to the other communicate?

The numbed fingers of the

Artist could make it speak

Its shame in all of it's Grotto

Twang? There is no parting

And no melting- for- Oyster

Self! I was the thing that held

That misery- what has been

Held so long cannot melt

And there is no parting-

I held so long it has

Become simply a part of me.