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Anatomy of a Guitar

it is not difficult
to miss you
   i don't pluck the words from
   my skin like small thorn notes
   and offer them to you
when i say it
i mean
   i need you to measure and play
   the segments of my fingers
   like tiny frets

7 Aug 10

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