Pheromone
Act
The
music is playing
with
furore
a
line of vibration -
the
exits
the
views
the
melody absorbing all
notes
- written in tune
composing
a greater world
as
in a balloon
blowing,
rising up words
unspoken,
untranslated, meaningless
but,
though
form
within form
dropping
insane wishes
let's
dare
to
be bare
by
the tongue
dancing
upon your neck
your
shoulder
blades swing, hush
and
your fingers -
the
piano type
take
the music
inside
for
a navel dissection
of
the never
ever
ended
prelude.
©
José Coelho, 2015
