inspired by and written while listening to solo piano improvisations by the tremendously talented Vladimir Kurumilian...
Untitled…
Explain to me how we got lost?
When was the echoing sound,
Bouncing off so many walls?
We had reached a momentum,
You were soaring with delight, and
I was floating near by…
Explain to me how it came to be?
In a moment whose irony was lost on me
Where steep realizations revered in glee
I was covered in sticky ooze,
I was crashing fast into the sea
Far below
Where the noise turned into a hum
As I watched you,
Helplessly,
Flying away from me…
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