when I open my heart,
this is what I hear...
fingers tapping
on glass,
Morse code messages,
that cypher tones
of emotional greed
(and)
footfalls in the dark -
dancers thumping
with "Look At Me", rat-a-tat need -
- individuals asserting
they ... Exist!
(but)
sonic booms don't echo in thin air,
and the myth is drowned-out
by the notes that carry ...
heard by those
who care to
listen
Silver trophy winner
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