The Lute
The Lute
This is the time of meanings,
secret codes, suddenly appearing
unexplained. This is a dark time
at the tippling edge of day.
Now I speculate about what I am seeing,
I link it to impossible theories.
.
This is a state we are warned about.
If anyone knew about this,
they would feel the danger.
I know the danger, the fear of it
rumbles in my mind.
Yet it gets more distinct
like the strumming of a lute.
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