Piano
Painting of Leo Ornstein by Leon Kroll; 1918
The white piano key I played
while the red halite of my mouth
died beside the sunset...
still sounds far away.
The black piano key is cracked
as my childhood, and I can´t remember
the sound of my own voice
when a pure and sacred music
graciously ran into my head.
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