virtuoso virtuoso

dead words in her throat
stretched notes and tuneless
in blue fortress, it needs only
a key change and melody soars
the broken and flung down
grown wild, the small voice
formed at the edges of air
lines to shape and float
each plummeted day, and
not so forlorn, actions
recover altitude to get by, as
she endures, virtuoso virtuoso
a voice that is limitless
and enters all aspiring