A minute, then, if that is all it takes
before me
to run along the violin
strung up against
the heaving ceiling
and what if it were - all it took
a note or two from the past
to call up a gigantic shockwave
see it all momentarily -
that one elated
spannungsbogen
frozen --
the edge of elasticity of muscles,
the universe is stretching
like a sated cat,
to only-just collapse --
and who is to say
that it didn't?
aurora borealis, then,
why not throw up your hands
in ancient ardour and
beg salvation?
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Submission Name: Aurora borealis
