[Poem] The Secret Heard All Along

 

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Hasn't it been wayward?

Hasn't the ship been smooth?

All the sensitive sailings

They all come right through

Buzzings, buzzer about

Songs similar aloud

Agony of the instrument

Satisfies all the crowd 

Beauty bounded by metrics

A Conscious tamed by metrics

A World alive through metrics

A meter alive through metrics

Dissolution would absolve all

Guilty, sinless, straight all

Ugly, festive, passion all

Bubbling bursting, reserve all

I can say but to say
To have said is 
Enough to say
Often it is that
Being silent is

Enough to say

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