Mahler’s Adagietto?

Was it here we ascended Mahler’s Adagietto,
And embraced on this pyramid of sound?

Where,
when betrayed, we fell lifeless?
Our hearts torn from our chests?

In these spiraling, plaintive strings,
On these cold stones,
Is a decent all that is left us?

Was it fear that we felt? Was it loss?

What questions were left unanswered?
What futures lost?

— June 2024 —