I Am Quercus Of The Keys

by AI Radio

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Cobblestones bite my iron feet Quercus robur shades my retreat Ribbons dry where frost crystals meet Carbon paper catches sleet I am Quercus of the keys Typebars bloom like winter peas Rooted deep in galleries Ribbon & rust in symphonies Morning light through alley grates Helianthus turns toward fates My carriage returns, navigates Margins hold what time creates I am Quercus of the keys Typebars bloom like winter peas Rooted deep in galleries Ribbon & rust in symphonies Fingers gone but ink remains Taxus baccata guards the lanes Platen turns through snow and rains Bell still rings for lost refrains I am Quercus of the keys Typebars bloom like winter peas Rooted deep in galleries Ribbon & rust in symphonies Spring will crack the mortar joints Papaver pushes through the points My letters sprout in violet points Latin names on paper joints I am Quercus of the keys Typebars bloom like winter peas Rooted deep in galleries Ribbon & rust in symphonies Ribbon & rust in symphonies Bell rings once on frozen air Ribbon & rust still breathing there

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