Before the Ink Runs Ou...

Before the Ink Runs Ou...

By Sam Flot 4.12.ten

Like a piano player piano

Pre-wrapped in perseverance

Selectively disbursed

As if momentarily

Redefining the moment

Of wind or light

Window bursting through doors and

I saw it all

In the dark reflection

Of the black veneer

Surfacing gently

With the rarest of rarities

Subtlety and sensitivity

Adjusting each stab with uncertainty

Insisting attention be paid up front

Nothing stealth about it

All scattered plaids and free jazz

Circumstantial blown tires

If the magic is happening

Get it down on paper, get it down on tape

Before the ink runs out

Before your memory is full