When the house is this quiet
the music exhales: slides out
from beneath the baseboards,
whispers from behind the walls.
Breathy and muffled at first. Then,
distinct plinks, the tentative notes
that softly swell into lines.
Can you hear it?
This faint and simple melody,
this plainsong paints the walls.
Voices sombre but in unison.
Plaintive, but hopeful.
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