Metal strings,
triangle pick,
painted board,
mind plays tricks.
Humming noise; the silence clicks.
Dust on frets,
bent-down spine,
aching chords,
blurred by time.
Still, I hum... though not in rhyme.
Jul 30, 2025
Jul 30, 2025 at 3:16 PM UTC
Metal strings,
triangle pick,
painted board,
mind plays tricks.
Humming noise; the silence clicks.
Dust on frets,
bent-down spine,
aching chords,
blurred by time.
Still, I hum... though not in rhyme.
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