Turning the Question

For Bill I turned a question
Into the only kind of answer
That resonates for me:

The song played backwards
Down the corridor of my life

Seeks no formal justification
From the traditionalists…

Let me have an empty hall,
Two ears, maybe four -
And once in a while
A caesura to measure the line
Against closure.

Nicely done, Peter, I especially like the closing stanza.

Les