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Bruise by C. Murray

I’d rather it were a muse dangling above my head in her purple cloud dress than a crystal chandelier of gaudy pattern floating in the many-coloured sky floating in the many-coloured sky a painted backdrop is between the vanished bookcase and wall each breeze brings the noise of tea-cup-clatter a loud tea room separator of light I am scraping my bare foot on a bright tiger claw and I am agitated down to my bruised flesh give me the muse the reed song song of the bones a hollow bone a twin reeds’ tune anything but this noise by C. Murray reed-song The Purple Dress , by William Glackens Advertisements