
I sat with my guitar
and tried to connect
strings and things
sound and voice
passion with words
love and regret
i felt a song
reached for the notes
powered an idea
pushed it away
watched it return
and welcomed it home
on the scribbled page
I cleaned the wood
banged the strings
transformed the air
clenched my teeth
and swallowed the chord
I made music
I listened to my heart
stretched my hand
climbed a scale
descended from the high
left a note behind
and apologized
for the loss
I turned the keys
tuned myself out
memorized the sound
followed a rhythm
and ran away
with the beat
I strummed a C
looked around
found another verse
put the pencil down
and sat alone
playing with my guitar
love and regret
i felt a song
reached for the notes
powered an idea
pushed it away
watched it return
and welcomed it home
on the scribbled page
I cleaned the wood
banged the strings
transformed the air
clenched my teeth
and swallowed the chord
I made music
I listened to my heart
stretched my hand
climbed a scale
descended from the high
left a note behind
and apologized
for the loss
I turned the keys
tuned myself out
memorized the sound
followed a rhythm
and ran away
with the beat
I strummed a C
looked around
found another verse
put the pencil down
and sat alone
playing with my guitar
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