Their backs are bent
Like cello players out of work
So they recite their songs
Long remembered or simply imagined
And played
Without instruments
(19 Nov 09)
Listen loudly. Every one of them is speaking. Whispers, overpowered. Turn an ear, friend. We'll be an audience of two.
You're not
who you were
a moment ago
when you opened this
you'll be someone else
next moment
keep reading
keep reading
keep reading
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