Cinquain

There is

Subtle tones here

Reaching out beyond stars

Waving in the empty window

Hollow

I wrote this on a dare, to prove to you I wasn’t there. My words I left in blades of glass, shattered stems and words of crass.
In that moment my voice did break – not one note disharmonious.

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