A Bitter Remix VI

Piano call,

    Keyboard finger roll of unrehearsed ventriloquist thunder eardrum of no one due to inaudible stormy irreversible dyslexic mute deaf tones of emotion's terror; A forecast of bravery secluded in a closet no life at all realm of eyes uneasily closed off behind a breathless statement holding the gaze of their every moment captive at the edge of a breaking every future never had a chance like lost seconds, Time's lingering dial trapped in memories of faded grey unto gunmetal fearlessly sad clouds whose halted march lies over the all joy.

In earnest anticipation of,