Arpeggio

In the last minutes of this side of the night
I’m tapping idly on uneven keys
you’re wound up too tight
but I know how this tension can sing.

I keep my head and heart hollow
for sake of the acoustics
as we compose another chapter
a callous chronicle of snapping strings.

Our harmonies clash, as always
rough-hewn melodies meandering
without resolution in sight
I don’t know how to end this thing.

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