Friday, October 16, 2009

THE GUITARIST TUNES UP

WITH WHAT ATTENTIVE COUNTESY HE BENT
OVER HIS INSTRUMENT
NOT AS A LORDLY CONQUEROR
COMMAND BOTH WIRE AND WOOD
BUT AS A MAN WITH A LOVED WOMAN MIGHT
INQUIRING WIHT DELINGHT
WHAT SLIGHT ESSENTIAL THINGS SHE HAD TO SAY
BEFORE THEY STARTED HE AND SHE TO PLAY......

NOR IZATI.....

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