The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

Qin.anguish. for bidden mourning

Dirge qin for me. The realm of guqin.

The sound which continues in me.
I am not exaggeration. Dirge qin for me.
I breathe. Play funeral. Listen for
me. For what will be funeral. For
space. For none of us.

the is.

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