a rhythm,
no, a beat –
unheard
but in-between
the sounds
it rests,
a string
unstrung
makes music
without sound –
a pulse,
again, a beat –
an un-tuned,
fine-tuned air,
a seed
of music
in its latency,
bearing
each and every
property –
only this
lives forever –
only this
unchanging
tremor;
the beat
perpetuating
out of need