burgundy and buffeted
sitting in corner of closet
---------like a hiding child
buttons on one side
small pearled keyboard on the other
worn leather straps
sarastro written in fancy letters
unnoticed most of the time
sometimes seen but not seen
it’s not in good shape
one of the drones is stuck
I think
where does it come from
where has it been
it has been played often
but now it sits telling a silent song
of war
--------and migration
---------------and a sense of the value of things
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