Accidentals
Imperiling our flawless song,
a rogue guitar veers nearly wrong
with dissonance above the ring
of every other well-tuned string
careening careless through pale air
as heartbeats cease and strangers stare
anticipating how this ends:
if tensions rest and music bends
back toward expected harmony
where every note holds perfectly
or if the strain should take the song
beyond belief, where it belongs.
Accidentals © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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"Good Flipped as Bad" challenge prompt - link:
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Submitted: October 17, 2020