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Apr 2018
the loft ladder pulled down

creaks & clatters



it can be remedied

while most doors squeak

all a differing tone



they came to film we stood quietly

while

the silence of the house recorded



he explained there is none



it could be remedied

yet then



where is the music ?



same with teeth

each one a perfect note



loft ladder pulled down

dust escapes

like ash from the fire



our thoughts fly as nothing.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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       chimaera, martin and Mike Adam
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