No one dances where no music is

Out in the cold border
of the solar system
angels twitch, elves leap
no song stirs the no-air

meanwhile, here,

edges sharpen, and clouds
pull away from the sun

I hear that trees, unlike us,
hear the large hum of all that lies
beneath the scaffold sky

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