Symphony of the Broken
She was an orchestra;
Played the violin on her wrist.
Resisting the dance;
Her fervent violinist hips.
Played the cello
Next to her thighs;
Bowing the strings
Of a broken symphony.
Played a solo
From a mournful clarinet.
She played the bass
That led the beat;
The incomplete melody.
She was an orchestra
With a mind of its own.
The beat unspoken,
This symphony of the broken.
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