Intermittent Deaths

Life is a misnomer 
for the string of deaths
that make the cord of time

interrupted by beginnings
miscast as first lines
carrying time like a backpack

hunched shoulders 
expectations for harmony
from the myth of music

whose discord makes the lips
of anyone sing dirges 
for that which seemed next to

and suddenly was no longer adjacent
by fault and cause and accident
to a path that only looks like a line

when you're lying flat on the ground.