creeping music

the music creeps up on me
slipping subtle entrances
between doorways and windows

it sends me through the walls
light and matter bend

with me

I feel that I cannot go further
without exceeding myself

illusory gestures
flappable wings like arms
grabbing steeple fingers
hovering just above

dangling just ripe

peaches

you can eat them

if you touch them

and the creeping music
carries me along
like anything

is possible

like everything I've ever done
is a whisper echoing
through old streets
with stone-faced buildings

like everything I've done
is fading into the night

like my apologies
taste like butterfly kisses
and the sweetest summer rain

and the earth is stilled
by every living creature
breathing a sigh of relief
as one