Fretless Black

Poem #265 • Open and rich, deep and distinct

There’s something about dark black skin that’s like a fretless bass
open and rich
deep and distinct
waving in tune and tone
sliding along the fretboard as strings shake aural air

The sound of veneration is pin drop silent when unveiled dimly
yet resounding as constant rain
reflections of the world around bounce in blues and purples
glossy but matte
there is nothing quite the same
like a living jewel covered in frost
but the dew is thermal
Blood is blue under layer epidermal
the warmth of the dark is as red as the internal heat of this moment eternal

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