a disposition blues #2

A quintessential cello
a subatomic blues is disintegrating
from its body.

His fingers,
touching primal strings,
causing the time to change its direction.

He is creating worlds,
while I am enjoying his music;
with my meaty ears and
exhausted psyche.

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