It's a musical life
Painters feel blind, words die
Photographs wait silent
But I can course alive
Deep in the middle of the night
I can shine
Until that dark star rises
Covers me with her maddening light
Until time
Slows to nothing
And I feel that pull upon strings
Bowtying closed my mind.
Wednesday, June 7
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