Sunday, May 16, 2021

on the spectrum of anonymity (poem 005-2021)

on the spectrum of anonymity

riding heard

on blueberry trill

suspended between me

and me

and you

and them

glissando

obligato

abrigato

oh me oh my

o mio 


 

 


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