Mistaken
for forever, for a cello
for a painting, New York school
for a drum, tight snare
for a branch broke
for a tree, one branch less
for myself who is less
Thursday 23rd February 2017 2:24 pm
Turntable
frankness sharp as needle
sugar revolving undeniable
rhythm of memory 45, 33
black and blue and rare purple
take me back to when heaven
was simple, happening, not free
but not framed, turntable.
Sunday 19th February 2017 12:47 pm
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