Friday 20 August 2021

A Gift

by Nick Gisburne



Conducted with the motion of a knife
His orchestra is misery and mud
A pulse, a flow, the viscera of life
A symphony of sacrificial blood
No audience, no witnesses, no light
A concert without boundary or form
Obsession sparks the tempo, to ignite
The fever and the fury of a storm
The music burns with drama and despair
Its dissonance intensifies his rage
He hurls the score as ashes to the air
Insanity performs the final page
    No accolades, no flowers, no applause
    His music is a gift, a murder: yours