aaron-kermanWhisper

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1st Movement in A major. (for piano)We met in the Red Square at Midnight. Sitting on the austere steps of the Kremlin We drank Stolichnaya in silence; listened to St. Basil’s Bells stoic ringing until Our sun rose pale over Moscow / Beauty is created when I press your mulatto skin to mine. / We shift. You move, and as you’re moved you move me.
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Jan 18, 2010
8 amGrey sky morning’s twilight enters cold, rouses him, / through icy windows, behind locked doors. It’s 8 am. / She sleeps- like no-rain covers his world, turns bright greens to brown,
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Jan 18, 2010
an addicts winterHe held radical light / to moon’s somber stare; / Night’s bright
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Jan 18, 2010
Colors and ShapesCrimson comes to those that wait but gold / it never does / Nights in neon hazes on ***** bar stools
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Jul 24, 2010
DreamsJealousy is calling Mrs. Brightside to a dark moon. / Werewolf howls: some lost girl, lonely, / Wanting only to be loved.
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Jan 18, 2010
felled.The summer's day sun died; drenched, drowned, felled / beneath golden water of a past fall's horizon; / set. The trees' ephemeral amber leaves. To flames as it expired
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Sep 23, 2011
FoundEach night, which engulfs the day,- like the ocean's tide / Rolls over sand, like death envelops life, both timely and blessed- / Washes us away to reveal who we are. From him we can not hide.
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Jul 28, 2010
Here at this End (a eulogy)Close to this end you were a free-spirit caged / Body-bound parlyzed, muted and muzzeled, entombed / locked alive and screaming from a keyless cell.
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Dec 28, 2019
Love... the way I lie.I lie- / Not from a beating heart, bleeding and breaking always / for the cynic in all of us, for the human spirit's relentless wane between birth and death,
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Sep 20, 2011
Michael Stipes (losing our religion)Life is bigger- than you; me- / you treading mire / choosing these heavy eyed tragedies over religion
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Aug 27, 2011
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