khrishna grace

Just an analog girl in a digital world…

Aaron’s Sax


Hanging his head down low

Saxophone sings sad, song, slow

The cut by sharp strings

Of sister violin

Bleeds blue notes

Of human sin


Streaks across silence’s blades…

Then dances atop silence’s grave…



Leaving open wounds


Open windows

Slips tongue deep down

Drum’s throat

Holding note forever…


Blending guitar’s veins

Wrapped tight like chains

On bass’ beat

Making one sweet sound


Saxophone then digs down piano’s back…

A sensual act…

Then laughs…


In loneliness.



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