Flailing Empty Capillaries (Post 100!)
Here's another poem from my book, Digging to China . I've attempting to cross promote it by doing some video trailers and readings. Here's another, of the poem Flailing Empty Capillaries , set to Mozart's magnificent Piano Concerto #21. I've purposely used a slow piece and slow moving screen shots to force the reader to slow down and consume the poem. It's a fun experiment and I hope you find it pleasing. Below is the text of the poem (slightly different from the video version). Enjoy the video! Don't have a Kindle? That's okay! Email me and I'll tell you how you can get a copy! Flailing Empty Capillaries by Justin W. Price You were there from birth, passed down from father to son, waltzing through my veins. My muse. We embraced, perfectly on pitch, a song, and then I found another and I left you. I see you tattooed on my wrists. Thick black lines, a G and an F. My former muse, permanent over my ...