Left only is the echo of the water’s laugh

The birds’ little whispers still can be heard.

The moon isn’t full, it’s only half

Sun’s clear rays have been made fuzzy and blurred.

Melody misses Harmony-her friend

I. Blue chamber 

Take my hand, feel for flesh

beneath the glove, the mask

Catch the notes slipping through

the air (your fingers)

Dance until we die and await the

resurrection

Listen closely.

Lead between my eyes,

it moves faster than you think.

I know it’s hard to tell from your point of view,

but it’s almost impossible for me to realize it even

happened in the first place

Don’t worry.

My head hits the pillow

It sinks in

I turn to the left

Then the right

Then back to facing the

ceiling

I close my eyes

Bad things creep around in

my mind

They pop open

I stare at that chair