There’s this feeling 
of coming together 
be it cadence 
march or victory
when one thing 
and then another 
falls into place 
almost by accident 
or by mistake 
like little dominos 
but what nobody 
ever does see
are the baby
steps that had
to be taken 
before this cha
cha cha could 
dance with me 

I live 
a life 
of that
I do
not how 
or when 
or why 
or where
that is
where I
am at 

I sit in
the silence having 
at once thought 
that I knew 
and now I 
know I didn’t 
so what to 
do with all 
of these answers 
nothing I guess 
for they’re just 
calls from telemarketers 
of my ego 

The funniest part 
to the joke 
that I am 
is that no
one truly cares 
now nor then
nor ever when 
and only I
am the one 
laughing for only 
I truly do 

There’s just something 
about classical guitar 
it’s almost like 
my heart strings 
which for so
long felt out
of tune have 
found their notes 
again and harmony 
that I’ve long
thought was lost 
sings its lovely