A Visual Sensory Overload

In memory
Of a misstep
Of a servants cruel denial
Of a crucial beat
Of forgotten music

Simple affections
And blunt objects
Smashing wet cement
A visual sensory overload
Crafted from nothing
Turned into something

Look at the sky
And see what happens next
Each time will be different
And fit for us all

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