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Words Written While Listening to "Moonlight Sonata"
As if the gods were striking the strings
The air the piano plays
And I listening am transported
Back to former slower days
When the world was better and people purer
For all the faults we know they had
And I look at the world and its woes
And its greed and I am sad.
It is strange...
Monday 23rd August 2010 11:58 pm
The Prettiest Music
The heat switches between the rooms
From the front of the house, to the back
And on the bed, your curled form is laid
I'm watching the sky as it cries in the street
Blowing my nose and counting the people
They all carry bags of food to their cars
Filled with treats and sweet desserts
All insults to the hunger pains in my chest
As I move to the kitchen, you stir for a second
This day is ...
Tuesday 26th January 2010 11:21 am
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