ekkis
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poesi

poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

White Keys
In the darkness my fingers slide across white keys in facile sweeps to help dark sentiment subside to sooth the crimson heart that weeps with neither training nor structure flow my fingers guided by wont a path formed of ancient culture deported by melodic jaunt  the melancholy that proceeds a reflection of a child's needs an interlude of clarity that finds shelter in no parchment nor in my soul sweet sanctuary its soft notes lost in the moment absent the lodestone's memory for a second Harmony reigns supreme suffusing heart and mind, a jealous queen the moment stretches, quickly passes by my fingers stop. I let go with a sigh [28 IV 2011]
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