No Novel Ends/No Piano Stops Tinkling
for:
take injustice to a quiet place and ruminate
cry for the world silent as the moon climbs over the stars
see people who struggle and feel fury like the chariots of the sun come burning down on earth
the tales of our race are the yarns of the human who flames never, flames once, flames eternal
live your own life, love your own passion - don’t follow a film a parent this pome or your friends
:::
and you listen to the jazz
come out the dark night
the honk and squawk of
one man in discord with
himself and hear far off
the rains fall down and feel
again the galaxies
a-waiting
and you sleep among phantoms in the afterlife of 3am - who doth never does???
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