Extremis Profundis
The stretch
Of internal diameters of the heart
Beyond the breaking point
Augmented by music
Blue
Blue
Blue
Not like the sea but like the space
Between the inside of your eyes
And what’s outside
Not like the sky but the line
Between extremes of grief
And apathy
As if you know the music will never end
Never crest
Never roil back on the other side
And it is death that does this and death
And near death and pain suffered
From watching that death unfold
Blue
The music goes blue blue like
The stretch of notes rising
Higher toward a believer’s heaven
Higher above a skeptic’s hometown
By Douglas Pinson
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