The notion of you

You only have one harp

I only have one tragedy

Let's swap

In god's command

Your harp becomes a man

Now I have one less tragedy

Out of nowhere

Otherworldly

Too much communication

For one motion

The notion of you

The notation of me

Out of film rolls

Out of focus

You don't know your destination

You don't know your destiny

Dancing, prancing

It's another man's song

Says your harp

Will you hold me

All through this song?

All through this mist?

It's a misery of two

Your harp and your tragedy

July 2026

By Aran Meredith