“Reflection on an Argument”

Peyton Aston


We toy with tension like a composer or novelist

To create a great work.

We crave the release that only follows

The grinding of teeth and silent curses.

For there is no release without prior grip:

Without taut, fatigued tendons clustering finger bones.

A seemingly everlasting feud never lasts,

And always brings forth a treasure

Like an oyster releasing, offering a pearl

On its soft tan tongue

And nacre innards.

Poetry Arrangement by Peyton Aston