Music Implies Dimension

Moment overtaking moment,
the hands of speech and all the in-betweens,
motion relentless, spread wide and pounding
the illusion of time folding in and in
till I forget myself and night becomes
one continuous sigh of nothings,
till I swim in dead poets of soul, of blues, of time,
and time becomes nothing but background,
heat and distance, music implies dimension...