Thyrsus Snapped

/ Arambler

Deep beneath rhythm’s
crust, a bubble of sound
bursts open. A slow seep
to the surface then a widening
slick spreads across the lake.

Without a bridge,

the song finds its own
shape—becomes
its own Helicon mystery.

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