Is sound the only sense immutable?
Anything organic is sure to rot eventually
making sight, taste, touch and smell
as transitory as the baby finger of the clock
look what happens to glass left in the moody tide
sharp edges buffered to smooth paper weights
the fiber optics to record your voice
frozen notes in time
like a breeze of butterflies caught in the ice
and if I hit rewind then play the ice will melt
and the butterflies will fall to the floor
if we close our eyes and hold our breath
and listen to what we once said
we will fly forever.