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Frédéric Chopin – Piano Sonata No. 2 in B-flat minor,
Op. 35, "The Funeral March"




Damaged or damned,
we learn to prefer the hard-hearted
over the half-hearted,
to hoard the odds and ends
into which others had tried
to summon and trap,
to instantiate meaning, or love.

Truth is the smaller infinity,
all the misinterpretations
of mistranslations
of misunderstandings.
When the world spends all its time
telling us what it is, how do we
still get it so wrong?

All poems are written and copyrighted by Michael C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.