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So no need for guessing which way my madness lies with this poem. Warnings--I haven't written in a couple weeks, so rustiness and crap to follow:P


Mahogany body, sides of cherry.
Neck of maple. Varnished care twelve layers over
the fragrance of the hunt. Creation formulas arcane
as quantum singularity.
Murmurs to a frequency only one
can hear. Drawn from strings tuned
to a man piercing the covenants
of every moment.


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Aug. 27th, 2010 06:28 am (UTC)
Beautiful. I wish they had utilized him playing it more in the series.
Aug. 28th, 2010 05:29 am (UTC)
Glad you liked it:) I wish they had too, but we can hope for more episodes;)
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