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they fight for existence:
work, love, play.
music makes the world stop
but the world stoppers up breath
and life becomes a chokehold,
stifling his voice, tying his hands
with strings from a broken guitar;
silence drumming in his head
until he forgets to walk
and shakes a leg down the haze
of corridor chats, rasping voices
calling for recognition, hands reaching
to finger piano-keys in air-minor:
blazing blacks burning his bonds,
whites blinding him in no-man's normality



© Marziya Mohammedali, 2001-2013