Le Petite Mort Poem by jerome moore
Le Petite Mort
Slow death
Minuet marching bands
Laughing loon and spooky foxes
Bachs fugue playing with fingers like spiders
Debussy picnics under baudelaires fountain strings
while distant cities chime handels musical clock
to the swan of saint saens farse
and whirring firebird and requiem
I live each minute like years
and I am 26
hour of the wolf
what would you do in an hour?
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