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When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?

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I asked him to sing for me. 
Like really sing. 

Its strings
strung.

Deft pickings
of each turn at the elbow 
swaying into it. I fell. 

I fell up 
around the curve 
of every word 
he made at all. 

We were
two mirrored ducks moving 
slowly to nothing. 

Island, history in mind. 
Island still in sound. 

 

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[question borrowed from this study]