I broke my string again
By playing too hard
or maybe too carelessly.
Time to replace my old friend.
He’s been with me now
a few months-
vibrations solid,
sound good,
but he snapped under the mounting pressure
of my frayed fingers.
I wish he had lasted longer
For I do not wish to replace my dear friend,
my dear string,
my witness to, hearer of, compatriot in
my symphonic masterpieces.
No other has yet heard what he has heard.
He will always be the first.
By playing too hard
or maybe too carelessly.
Time to replace my old friend.
He’s been with me now
a few months-
vibrations solid,
sound good,
but he snapped under the mounting pressure
of my frayed fingers.
I wish he had lasted longer
For I do not wish to replace my dear friend,
my dear string,
my witness to, hearer of, compatriot in
my symphonic masterpieces.
No other has yet heard what he has heard.
He will always be the first.
-
MR, 7/15/10
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