Jaw Harp Blues
listen to
her galaxies
the far away
her slow dances
listen to
the near and here
her melancholic
atmosphere
in what a world
may androids sing
metallic voice
or sheer the wind
yet I, the wind
oh restless be
and still, my harp
still me
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