Radiohead song
playing on the old laptop...
remote, delicate
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the trumpets come out,
their music like a metal:
hard, malleable
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voice in the dark
cries out into my ear
in G minor
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sitar string —
it's like tickling
my amygdala
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new band
assembles sounds
with great skill
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in the emptiness
a single note fills everything,
breaking the silence
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please say I didn't
forget my headphones in the
quiet morning rush
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Air on the G String,
the alarm that wakes us up —
she makes me coffee