music make

music make me smile and take
frown upside down,,,,really?
really it's real when heart not
quite breaks, little quakes not
quite breaks off, maybe opens, shakes off
shiver frost, or risk: cost of living
so near the edge, really it's child's game:
dare you dare me over this (?) line
in sand shifting, rifting
growing apart. really it's ok,
two letters like spoken spells
omen boding well for future arriving
here in the now now, hear ye hear me
now or never, if ever i existed it was
twixt this or that, otherwise it
wasn't, never wasn't, or is, were
to be making music to song air filled
lifeboats floating to shore: i hear
menstrual muse use music,
melodious minstrel musings and siren
whales frequen-singing memory
chips off the old indigenous block party.
we're all invited, bring a song
sing a sonnet sun bonnet,
we're all bows translating rainlight.