Dinu Lipatti's bones
We stank of hair dye and ammonia.
We sealed ourselves away from view.
You were looking at the void and sat unblinking.
The best that I could do was to train my eyes on you.
We scaled the hidden hills beneath the surface,
Scraped our fingers bloody on the stones.
And built our little house that we could live in
Out of Dinu Lipatti's bones.
We kept our friends at bay all summer long.
Treated the days as if they'd kill us if they could.
Wringing out the hours like blood drenched bed sheets
To keep winter time at bay but december showed up anyway.
There was no money, it was money that you wanted.
I went downtown, sold off most of what I owned.
And we raised a tower to broadcast all our dark dreams
From Dinu Lipatti's bones.
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