The Music Speaks Up

The music keeps reminding you
that you don’t know it well enough,
that you’re not paying attention
to what it needs.

You’re not listening.
You’re hearing what you hope I should be, 
rather than what I am.

The music is tight but not right,
filled out but not filled in,
descriptive but not imaginative.

Listen to what I am 
to hear what I could be. 

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