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Recuerda
TEH SKETCHES ACROSS THE NIGHT
WERE
STARS GLARE UPON THE FOLKS
THEY DANCE AND MAKE WORDS TO
THOSE THEY WISH WERE NEARER
THEY SING SONGS OF CONCERTED
WORDINGS
SONGS REHERSTED DAYS AND DAYS
THERE MUSIC IS LIVE BY
HORNS AND STRINGED INSTRUMENTS
DRUMS ARE PERCUSSIONED
ALONG WITH ELECTRIC BASS
THE AUDENCIES SMILE
AND CLAPPED TO THEY SINGERS
OF THE NIGHT
THAT TOMMORROW
SOME OF THESE MOMENTS
WILL BE ERASED
does the evil God Recuerda, have thee not to recall the words, and the steps that had been choreographed. Does he curse the evening to cause us not to be perfect: yet must we pray him away. Like gullible people who give meat offerings to the dirt god of the woods. Do we nail meat to the doors and pray ye to leave us that we might reach perfection. Might the woodwinds sing him to sleep, so that the drums startle him and he shall run scared like unprotected sheep running from the wolves. The needs of those who wish perfection, and the will of those who demand perfection, might these prayer have us as close to perfection as we need be.
Copyright ©
Allan Terry
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