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elegy in c minor.

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Published: Jul 15, 2009

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_{elegy in c minor.</u>

twelve.
at the piano he sits
his fingers are poised over her ivory keys like death angels over the lord's bones.
as though they are attracted but never meant to meet, and his breath rattles through his body with each inhale.
fleeting is the first touch, a tangle of notes pure in their discord
and there are oceans and sprawling foreign lands between us.
following: the resurrection.

a cacophony.
your hands work at the grand and bring forth an adagio of melancholy.
each note rings lonely into the air and i am trapped in an evening four
years in the past where you played for me the first time.
you were fifteen and surrounded by a glass skin cracked in so many places i feared you'd get everlasting scars when it finally shattered.
you were fifteen and tugging the moonlight sonata from that one hollow in your ribcage you kept safely hidden from the world's prying eyes.
you were fifteen and secretly miserable, longing for turtle days and hayfever and the carelessness of the childhood your father stole from you.
i fell in love with smooth ivory bones in mid-july,
at a time when summers dragged on forever.

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fourteen.
my brother plays on through the night, beneath me.

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in july alot of things happened to us.
we picked blackberries one year, behind cosmic's, and our shoulders were so sunburned it hurt to hug eachother goodnight.
we sank our feet into the river at broad's and watched the young girls ride the horses through the fields and over the fences to freedom.
[do you remember? i cut my feet up real bad in that water, and you cursed the wreckless teenagers we would both later become.]

in july we had our cadence, two years after my first taste of your mind hidden away in that glass.

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sixteen.
at the piano i sit
and tentatively, i press the keys and hope you can hear me in the cosmos.
i'm trying hard to show you that i forgive you, i really do,
and i'm trying to tell you that we will forever be turtles,
on our backs in cosmic's backyard and laughing away the summer.}