Friday, October 2, 2009

town crier

i awoke this morning
and sprang out of bed,
unfastened the case
and held my guitar to the light.
i cut through all the strings.
returning it to its resting place,
i took a moment to take it in.
with a smile on my face
i thought to myself -
there! now that's better isn't it?
and then i went back to bed

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