a soul in the bottom of a well
no light shone, no voice sank so low
only the cool stream of regret and anticipation settled
deep within its brick and mortar
deep below the waterline
a mind in the section of a wall
little light, little music to arouse it
only the falsetto of pageantry
and tremolo of courage
to gird it
the mind falls
deep into the well
where it sleeps with the soul
short hills, nj
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