Piano Sonatas
from the 'Best of Beethoven'
playing in the foreground.
Rhythmic whirring sounds,
of the fan blades in motion
My unaccomplished
'100 days of...' chart
tethered to the wall, swaying,
and trying to catch my attention.
The clip holding the world map
to the wall calendar,
tapping itself against the wall,
clapping for itself for its feat!
Beyond these,
outside the night walls,
the wind play sport
and proxies for the rain;
Its sound duping me
into believing that there's
a repeat act,
and nudging me to write.
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