Look you, these are the stops.

The stops.
Of course the stops.
The breath goes through the people
Flowing out through all the holes –
Making the notes it was made to make –
But then with a finger
You stop the breath there,
Forcing it to exit elsewhere.
The action always is the breath
Covering the holes or ventages or stops
Is like massaging the breath
Moving it around, sending it to new places,
Shifting sound with breath
Through the stops and releases

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