notes spilled from the new Opus
costumed in classical form
desperation played out
enraged bow strikes the strings
spiccato gone awry
….uncontainable
violently restructuring phrases
red shoes syndrome personified
no stopping this
improvisational anguish
backstage cackles fuel the fire
curtain calls unending
inspiration now psychosis
hands void of circulation
...still finger the notes
...still thrust the bow
crescendo to collapse
death performance lauded
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Author:
Katdream (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 26th, 2024 20:18
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Powerful work.
Thank you so much.
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