Shifted Harmonic

Shifted Harmonic

(Whispers with a dead girl)

The squeak of my soles,

Coincidence with concrete,

Thumping at the promenade.

Walking mostly west to east.

I tap at the railing, percussively,

Beating at the metal bars echo.

A rhyme to hum at, she heard.

Procrastination pebbles tossed.

The 7th night in the 3rd month,

An altered stream surrounded.

The eastern end is dense dark.

The flood knitted glow forgotten.

An altogether unusual irritation,

An occurrence, astounding.

I felt not here, neither there.

As equally eerie and despairing.

We spoke, although, her voice,

Shrill shouts, none sense words.

Her fear, palpably solid. Foreboding resonance of before.

I’ve explained her, it’s a moment,

In a dimensional passage past.

Her experiential noose an anchor.

Moored, breathless, drowning.

It’s held her hostage, rage reins.

Adherents to life, fixated death.

An anxious pulse she induced,

Nervous endings. Sparks riddle.

In explanation, she’d been lost.

Caught in-between places,

Colder by century, her fear,

An innocence in anger ranting.

Talking occasionally, ethereally.

She knocks upon my psyche.

I repeated unconditional love,

In a rotation of restful pleas.

Today, the 13th. I visited her.

She’s safe, flowed onwards,

The cruelest cable necklace,

Severed. She lingers floating.

Shudders of her vexatious habit,

Still ricochet internally, no one,

Told her, she’s free to leave.

Too intimidated to interact.

Conduit, bereft of contaminant.

Catalytic in remorseful remedy.

The garrotte, softly lifted off.

Her being a poignant reminder.

She was more than a tragedy,

The incident, became her.

I held her hand in calamity.

A short life, meaning more now.

As I turned my back on black,

A placeless loss to hinder her.

A peace recovery. Remissions

Brink bridged. A peace regains.

Her electrons in entombment,

Cast into liquid setting slabs.

Escape, encapsulate, elsewhere

Surety. Now a shifted harmonic.