Duet for Horn and Bassoon
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Sunday, 12 April 2020
guess this is month of weird poems for me
i don’t know what to add yet? too tired to add more now, will add edits here
the slant of the sunlight hits different when I think about you
warms me upwards from the root of my body and I
can’t contain it
sometimes it bursts careless and catastrophic,
spilling champagne and confetti smashing glass
candy-pink explosion
neon floodlights and screamkng...
tbc
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