2011/04/13

My Pianoforte

Pianoforte is there

The brief respite

Thoroughly engrossed

In the state of psychic apotheosis


Inexorably siphons the ardent love

Uncontrolled by the reason

Evilness excretes from one's pores

Resuscitating the free and wild spirit


The scale of love is lost and forgotten

Bygone values were expected yet remorselessly accepted by the progenies


The professor of psychology once told me

“Get creative! Or get crazy”

“You have middle child syndrome”

as we are coming back from a whiskey bar.

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