Oscillation

It was harmony, not unison.
Then, slightly out of tune, our notes became discord.
Widening still, the frequencies became complementary
And, as such are wont to do, phases canceled,
And there was nothing to be heard.

Perhaps someday, as our notes change
We will attain that marvelous state of musical perfection.

I would like to hear that.

Los Angeles, May 25, 2013

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