Dull Sermon Of The Dusk Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Dull Sermon Of The Dusk

In the dull sermon of the dusk
A violin plays
Auto-plays.

For
The Violin to Emotion has evolved
And to Feeling.


We must go there from here.
Violins must auto-play as so-called
Living.

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