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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

25 January, 2005

Dead Music

My music, my music
Where is my music?
Did I in a fit of despair
Throw them in the dark somewhere?
Now all chords hang
From the branches of trees
Entangled, Absalom-like.

It seems meaningless to play
DC al Fine
DC al Fine,
And transpose
From strings to branches
And watch them break and die.



Blogger Pragya said...

Excellent writing as always!


25 January, 2005 19:46  
Blogger khuto said...

Great metaphor of musical frustration... After the first rhyme though, was expecting some more...
Guitar, I presume?

26 January, 2005 18:32  

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