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Dust

All the art that ever died
Hangs on the stone walls of a black castle

Not on nails
The rusty wires are  draped over the rough edges

Not in light
There are no windows or candles

No clever conversations and comparisons
Just the sound of empty footsteps ——–the broken artists
Rise and fall
Deadpan

Echoes have
implications

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4 responses »

  1. Oh yes! this one got a yell from me, right from the first to lines…

    …All the art that ever died
    Hangs on the stone walls of a black castle…

    to the last,

    …Echoes have
    implications…

    I’m rocking with wonder!

    It’s intelligent, concise, contained, surprising. I’m sure you’re happy with it.

    great stuff, really!

    Reply
    • Wow a yell!
      Thanks
      I am happy enough but the other one had been laying around for close to a year and rolled over and over in my mind. Not much time invested here so its different.

      Reply
  2. I loved the topic and ending and the beginning . . .okay, all of it. 🙂

    Reply
    • It’s a sad topic. I hate for creative things to waste away.
      I was thinking of a friend who is/was having trouble with writing /getting published.
      All these slashes are making this post so violent. I better stop.
      Thanks so much Deb

      Reply

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