Broken Air
By paul_a
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Homesick
Over fifty years I reach for you from The high end of a piano keyboard. I Walk my fingers Towards you in a minor key. I pause a little on ebony and...
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Kataskopos

Through the sky My own current cuts Red Like paint from a lunatic's brush. I am in the midst A mist Of greens and blues. Below, the land I have...
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