MUSIC NOTE

I found myself
through the timeline
like lint there is a place
where to hold, defying
time itself

I will rest upon a shelf
by sunlight and music note
ignoring the normalcy,
the average filter

the future off kilter
untouched but predictable
yet the Classics march on
without drums

and as the evening comes
my ears prick with the
faintest moonlight,
while orchestras await
the final curtain to fall