To wrap the music
in a melody
is to strap it down
and strangle it

To force on it a beat,
a rhythm,
is marching it with Putin
and Herr Hitler
and rape it

To sweeten the music
for your ears
is an embarrassment
and an insult

To remain silent
with the silence
is to rest
at the birthplace of sound

To roar a dump truck
through the back alleys
of the West;
to whistle for bears
through the coniferous forest belt
- is to free expression from obsession