Saturday, February 24, 2007

the guitar player

rhythm is so slight
it barely moves at times
just enough
just enough to move you
leaps and bounds more than it moved along the neck of that guitar
leaps and bounds
leaps and bounds
only goes to prove
... and with the first step, it all begins


it was in that crooked melody
somewhere sweet
in the pull of that string
with no words
we sing

soaring, we are
beyond this sofa
leaps and bounds
leaps and bounds
here we spin
sharing skin


finding a better

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