Pianola Poems - Poems about Pianola

... “Dreams Coercing Memory” You want cherries jubilee with a little Krug champagne but soft custard is just the same when reality plays its game by the spoonful morphine c......

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...Old pianola and still standing tall, one hundred years old against the bearing wall. Waiting silently for tender loving care, an instrument or household ware? Heavy to play and hurts her hands,......

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...Miles below the surface rage she rests, Her broken body caged by sand and rock, Innards spilled across the ocean floor, A hundred years since she escaped the dock. Her crew no more than skeletons......

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