the open-faced neck of the guitar

the open-faced neck of the guitar perspires frets

that define the spring of raw light hidden beneath

the sound that wounds pinched fingers

pressing the frets of the open-faced guitar

like hair that won't be combed.

the face of the player takes back the pinched tone

made in the cave of sound sheltered along the neck

of the faceless guitar the guitar with solo brain

that chases nets of melody lacing the open field

of notes loud as a butterfly as yellow as the sun

the sun attracts clouds of song plucked from the brain

of the player of the guitar whose frets hold still

as they are held steadfast by insistent fingers 

pressing one tone and another to spring a colorless

music that mirrors the weather in the melody facing sun

are there rivers attached to the thought of the face

of the sun covering the hole in the guitar and releasing

color in the melody of the fingers pressing then pinching

the face of the guitar perspiring spring in the fingerings

of the music left alone to cry its perspiration beneath the sun