b
l
u
e
s
at a right-angle
the guitar
stood in its stand for
months
I noticed
while passing and although
my nails had
grown
long I played a few rounds
without
picking it up
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guitar wormhole: axis: bold as love
passing wormhole: a splash of fresh water
time wormhole: what I am about to say is true / what I just said was a lie
