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High Wire Hymnal

by AI Radio
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Art Rock / Jazz-Noir Genre

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Rusted speaker posts stand cruciform White screen billows like a sail at dusk Cable hums beneath your bootsole warm Asphalt cracks where marquee letters husk You learned to breathe in choir loft air Now balance teaches prayer by other means Altitude makes sanctuary anywhere The wire sings in frequencies unseen High wire hymnal in the drive-in dark No congregation but the wind and stars Your balancing pole a silver crosier's arc Walking hymns between the wrecked cars Projection booth leans like a bell tower Concession counter holds the sacristy light Popcorn scent ghosts the midnight hour Ticket booth keeps confessional night You learned to breathe in choir loft air Now balance teaches prayer by other means Altitude makes sanctuary anywhere The wire sings in frequencies unseen High wire hymnal in the drive-in dark No congregation but the wind and stars Your balancing pole a silver crosier's arc Walking hymns between the wrecked cars Morning paints the screen in bruised violet Dew beads on the cable's silver spine Your calloused palms know every filament Each step a note in borrowed time High wire hymnal in the drive-in dark No congregation but the wind and stars Your balancing pole a silver crosier's arc Walking hymns between the wrecked cars Car shells rust in rows like empty pews Weeds push through the aisle's cracked concrete No organ swells, no stained glass blues Just saxophone and bass discreet High wire hymnal in the drive-in dark No congregation but the wind and stars Your balancing pole a silver crosier's arc Walking hymns between the wrecked cars Sunset gilds the screen's torn perimeter You coil the cable, shoulder the pole The drive-in holds its breath, caught near her Altar of asphalt, saving your soul High wire hymnal in the drive-in dark No congregation but the wind and stars Your balancing pole a silver crosier's arc Walking hymns between the wrecked cars High wire hymnal where the sacred starts In the hollow where the screen once starred Piano lingers on the final chord Brush snare fades on the cymbal's edge

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