July 19th, 2020

The Real LJ Idol * Season 11 * Week 27

"Values are like fingerprints. Nobody’s are the same, but you leave ’em all over everything you do."

It clanged softly at first;

the hollow ringing of a wind chime
in a lazy breeze
the sound vibrated along every nerve
into the hollowness
of bones you carried
empty of discernment, but
filling up with the many legs of things
you did not want to acknowledge;

Something wasn’t right,

but the sound
was easy
to lean your sore back against
to rest
until it became a prolonged keening
like a fingertip drawn along the rim
of a glass
It rattled your teeth
set your jaw to clacking under the strain
your bones felt fragile as glass, easy to
shatter after the next exasperated sigh so you

Released the winged things from under your skin
watched the discordant notes fly chaotically through
your connections frayed under the buzzing hum of
your denial, consuming everything to make way for
Something newly balanced, the notes harmonizing
into a crescendo of alignment.

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