Tuesday, July 16, 2013

A Toccata in Haste by Misky

 



We are friends of Bach’s collective lab-
rinth conscience. We leave a thousand
notes at rest midair, whipped together
eighteen measures per second as we
speed music over our ears, translating
great works to a refrained blur. And we
fear we’ve sickened the great man in haste.







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