'Grave'
(Be aware... I haven't written anything new in over two months. Just because I figured out how I can write again, it doesn't mean that I probably should. Feel free to destroy it.)
Volumes to speak, and deaf ears to listen
murderous melodies measure my thought
Mem'ries wane in my eyes, already heavy
while soundless sonatas sing what was forgot
Falling moon, rising stars--you always remember
the fledgling fortissimos so forcefully wrought
Remember to me that which never incorporates
those contemptuous crescendos that canonize naught