He became my song for a while
until he took away his hands
and his music followed
but what of my ears? I asked
who will play me into love? my heart wanted to know
but there wasn’t enough harmony in our melody
to justify a one-sided affair
so I left him with a gift of my own:
the grand finale
to our out of tune
love.
infusing poetry into the mundane
A.P. Bastian 