a plague of pianos by Timothy Burnswhat has happened to my world?
Did preocuppation tear down the citadels?
The towers of song sway from their foundations
and tempt the ground with it's groans of entropy.
The landscape that was once
a cool forrest during fall
is nothing more than a hot
plateau birthing up blistering
prairie winds.
10/04/2009 Author's Note: A poem of sorts about writers block.
Posted on 10/04/2009 Copyright © 2024 Timothy Burns
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