1-6 An Exercise In Futility

As a Baritone,
I hold the note,
in the palm,
of my mouth,
steady, strong, sure,
built,
with the Bass,
above the Bass,
with the Bass,
one solid note,
held, filling the
forming cracks,
with confidence,
a foundation of silence,
for the sparrow,
nesting in the
palm of my mouth,
fluttering, heart beat racing,
sings wingless flight,
as a Tenor,
held in
wingless flight,
fluttering, tries,
finds, not with the Bass,
above the Bass,
notes flowing freely,
as the Bass, the Baritone,
the Tenor, unresolved,
held, faltering,
in the palm of my mouth,
born this way,
the Baritone as a Bass,
as a Tenor, sparrow.