worn grey with honey gold stains
plucking at loose tired tuned teeth
on time-marinated steel comb
making Pachelbel wobble at
every wonky clang of Canon in D
singing dust-coarsened melody
that no longer glides
but trudges and
pink and poised
still holds her perfect pose
and spins on
to an unsung song of
of a mother’s muted
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