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| http://www.irtc.org/stills/1999-02-28.html "Picnic for Stringed Quartet" by Eran Dinur Apparently there was a competition and this won 1st place. Very cool. And strange. |
seem to grow, inflating, grating on
my nerves which serves no purpose
other than reminding me that life's
too short to live a single hour
with all this sourness sucking out
the sweet and blinding me to what
I know to be reality: the good,
the kind, the love and hope and joy
that are for reasons I don't fully understand
hiding somewhere else today.
I know they're there, inside. Your laugh
would bring them out. Your touch would
make them stay, and negativity would
flee like bugs might scatter in a sudden light,
to find another crack in which to scuttle.
Without you here, however, I must
do the work myself, slow crawl out of
this hole as stringed quartet stands at
the edge and doesn't offer help but
plays a song I've never heard before.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013
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