Concusses Poems - Poems about Concusses

...His hand is strafing the castellation on his trumpet, the valves moving up down up down like deranged pistons under the random machine gun fire of his fingers. Each note is a projectile that concusse......

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...As I sit on the swing where we used to meet, Beginning at the start, our memories flow through my mind: Capsizing our canoe on our first date, Dancing about your living room in the candle light......

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