up on the roof
up on the rooftop of paul g's apartment
marketa is singing softly to herself
the moon a day or so past half full
or empty
she is singing chords as she can singing odes names
this is what i hear
greta charles nina billie
and more names she has collected along the way
she is communing is my best guess
with kindred spirits
she sings softly on the roof of paul g's apartment
under a night sky bright and clear
the moon a day or so past half full
or empty
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2020-02-04 at 06:43
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