Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Sounds and Spirit

Musical conversations with the evening don't have to make sense to anyone or anything but the imagination. Mode means only a reference point for the organized. Tonal luring, atonal trapping, and spirit catching in the web weaved with waveform.

Soon, quiet and sleep will win and the spirits will be free, again. Now, though, entranced as if by siren song, they move the little hairs on backs of necks with baited breaths. When the sound stops, they'll fly. They'll be back, though.