on song

drunk on song
drowning in song
in the family of song

toiling in the vineyards
trampling, pressing,
fermenting and bottling
that the songs may
flow like wine

created in isolation
by alchemy and
spirit guides and
gaffer tape and
condiments

labouring in hope and vain
casting nets and setting traps
picking through the heaps
for the overlooked and the
bypassed

polished and buffed
and then paraded down the catwalk
for public judgement

and when it grows,
when a song lands in
sympathetic soil
and in time the voices rise
in chorus, in uplift,
thickening the air and the blood
the embrace of the crowd

drunk on song
drowning in song
in the family of song

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