Poems from literalstardust
There is a piano floating on a lake.
The keys are half-submerged, and the fish are tapping out licks of jazz.
Drunken melodies bob across...
There’s a certain swimming silence in our minds.
I can hear it, slinking softly sideways from student to student, heavy hearts hefting, not...
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There is irony here.It’s implicit, in this attempt to evaluate what is inherently intimate,What may not be interpreted by an incomerAt...