Overnight, the music appeared, and they pretended
not to be afraid. They dangled their toes in water
collected in basins from the windowsill.
Let the droplets mutter back, and guessed
the eyes of the awake - the quieter notes
that smiling sent, and the blinking clocks behind their heads.
[tag word: PIANO from Izzy John @sky_like_you]
100 Poem Challenge: writing 100 poems in a weekend to raise money for EEC International.
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