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Tribute to Satie

The notes fall like leaves
if leaves were daggers
to pierce a frozen ground.

The notes are monstrous feet
moving automatically one
before the other.

The weary walk is still fevered
but slower now and inexpressibly
heavy with loss of reason
and no result
for any call or effort.

Who will free the tortured Minotaur?
No one, now.
This beast crazed with bestial innocence
and the tragic heart of man.
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  • Home
  • Genevieve Freeman
  • Les Reed
  • Carolyn Reed
  • Darcy Reed
  • David Allen Reed
  • Blog
  • Ouji
  • that's just what you think
  • the girl who couldn
  • theodore
  • Flash Fiction
  • Facing Music
  • The Coat
  • Sorry Sweetheart
  • The Listener
  • Resistance
  • Poetry by Carolyn Reed
  • Emblematic
  • Poetalk
  • Ensenada
  • Maternity
  • Mother's Day
  • Union Station
  • Having Never Flown
  • William from the res
  • To the Forest
  • Cuneiform
  • The House of Tofu
  • The Bubble Angel