Thursday, March 28, 2013

Music's Veil

She stares the song
his music's veil

weaving notes to salve her wound
an unfinished
remedy
for his drunken feet

unaware his broken tune
her ear-less-ness
is frankly spoken
her rhymes shiver like winters moon

she knows this season, her smeared verses
will seek
the light
her month of June.






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