out of the red
you weren’t there
and it’s very difficult to describe
but I will try anyway
you see I’m always in the park
just as the sun is setting
playing this old guitar
a flamenco with nylon strings
practicing old exercises
silently humming along
there are plenty of outside forces
attempting to influence my perceptions
but in my case it’s someone
I recently & ever so briefly knew
[that is] the original owner
of this beautiful instrument
the very one that leads me here
back to this very place
daring me to finish her story
july two thousand twenty
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