It's Still Life

The Rehearsal: Broken Epitaph

there’s the conversation
perhaps there’s rain and cold

a broken story unfolds

no I don’t know what they say,
and does it matter anyway

all those cracks in cords, those oaths,
play 4 and then 4 again, play one
of those endless pieces with

cracks in mirrors and souls
that fall apart

and then the music stops
it teases the dark within my heart

this is how to rehearse
this is how to deconstruct

a broken epitaph

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