and so we make ourselves ready
with cloth and comb and polish
measuring the circumference
of a life once lived
careful with our hands
we smooth the wrinkles
straighten the crease
immerse ourselves in sunlight
shallow and warm and silent
we cradle the glass
in trembling palms
take sips between exchanges unspoken
breathing slowly
when it comes between us
unexpected, quiet, and dark.
we make ourselves ready.
More on the Telegraph Ave Location of Art Music
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For Record Store Yesterday I headed up to Telegraph Ave and Amoeba Music.
While in the neighborhood I did a little more investigation into the
location ...
4 days ago