Scars On My Finger Tips

Strings by DC Lessoway

hours of rote
bleeding fingers
again, again, again
absorbed in notation, patterns
begins as viscous, plastic
till…
as a stream
sighs as it finds release
fingers become invisible
as the music flows

my soft digits miss
those solitary moments
of creation

photo and poem © 2015 by DC Lessoway

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