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
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