out of nothing at all

delicate notes tripping across the stage, stray notes of dust
	reflecting prisms in the spotlight
power building intensity, straing, the tearing
		octave-jumping cry:
				Out of nothing at all
the shout of a defiant young god blazing from the sound system
	calling light out of space and the stars out of time
in a strideful lament battering out against the walls of the stadium
	notes glancing off like baritone thunderbolts
and yet, his melody falls back, not enough
	to defeat the rules his universe governs by
				out of nothing at all.
The fading boast lingers in the auditorium
before dissolving into the audience, a whisper in the shadow of echoes
				out of nothing at all