Singing


we are
sounds without words
haunting melody
it curls around the mind
changing mood, imagination
what I know as home
became deeper
sunk in memories
subconscious amniotic fluid
the voiceless cry
of a lone viola
stringing through the wind
my heart provides
accompaniment beneath

(3/7/17)

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