Adolescence
Not long after the boy became a man Did he first pluck his first guitar. He strummed The instrument like milk on honey, jam On toast, a cigarette that’s tinged […]
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Acoustic
Acoustic rhythm, singing slow, She’s naked now and she won’t go. The mem’ry’s clear, the window glows With frost, the sun behind it flows It drips, opaque, smoky yellow The […]
Pierce Nahigyan 