Hole (note)
"each hoisting forever upward his burden"
Each shriek, held
hoisting a heavy tome
somehow calligraphic,
upwards as dust rises
a new music, old
burden, breathed.
Each bar stumbled from
hoisting hymnals
forever shouting
upward, arpeggiatic
a soul, saxophonic
burden, burnished.
Each solo, nail sharp,
hoisting a hammer
forever falling,
towards
the ash-black
burden, airborne.
Each melody almost
hoisting down heaven.
forever. flaming
upwards. hell-bent.
your passion's single
burden. burning.
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