arpeggio surprise

“Arpeggio” by Jeannette Romeu La Havana, Cuba oil & hidden jewels 2010?

such

succulent

trauma

spits

in

the

face

(when the beat is laid quickly the myth is erased)

when the colors bleed slowly

(when the adhesion it takes)

when the bells they ring sweetly

(when the pigs turn to snakes)

such

sacrosanct

sapphires

sparkling

in

the

silver

rain

(when the oil slicks echo visually the pain)

when the electricity flickers

(when the audio is turned down but the symptoms remain)

when the drummer ends the fill with a symbol crash

(when the patterns dissipate away)

such

damned

derivitaves

of

dawning

damsels

(when the tragic gets replaced by the loudest fake)

when less of the same is somehow enough

(when passengers begin to rebel on the plane)

when something just doesn’t fit quite as right as it once did before

(when two complete opposites discover they share a unique trait)

such

nonsense

provides

warmth

to

the

restless.