playing piano and pretending I can play piano is one of my favorite things and maybe is the earliest that music became “my thing”… I remember having what I thought were (and were most definitely not) good sessions on my Grandpa’s yellow piano when I was pretty young… maybe six.

this is not that piano, but the feeling I got from recording these was similar.

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REVERIES 21 #49 "home steady"
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is it

really

you or

is it really

me thinking of you

again

again in the day

again in the night

again in a song

again in my fright

again in the missing

is it you

or a missing piece of me?

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REVERIES 21 #44 "there is no you"
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am always wanting to mark this apex

in a way

that is

as though

reverb of light

echo of light

trailing light

can traverse through

next

I never manage the right reverence though

I can’t fling things forward

except to hope

and hope is not light

hope is probably made of light

but it isn’t light

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REVERIES #37 "solar solstice"
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here we are in the reprieve

such a nice place to be

leave

if you believe me

when I say

hey hey

baby

here we are in the recalled

where the night becomes a walled

garden and your dreams

repeat

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REVERIES 21 #29 "a reprieve"
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it’s getting hot

in there

somewhere

a river of delusion

a confusion

rushes over

like all news all the time

purposeful, deranging

underneath, the molten core

inside all the burning

a side affect of the turning

looking for to

volcano

looking for to

meld

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REVERIES 20 #54 "furnace"
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