Martin Stepek Poems
Monday, 13 July 2020
Food of love
Songs
play in my head
on vinyl
album covers
present themselves
to my eyes
unseeing
a single note
from a guitar
parades in my ears
an entire song
over decades
and above all else
the trumpet
in Alone Again Or
people really are
the greatest fun
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