mute




transcripts in e-major
a cello tuning in white
corridors without turning

as doors open unshielded
and hurt touchable now
when we move inside circles

formed and translated
still mute to our ears



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2008-04-23 at 15:51

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
There is nothing mute about this beautiful text it ooses love well done its beautiful and i book mark it rgds mike
2008-04-24