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Contributor: Richard Schnap

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My ex-wife bought it
As a birthday gift
To kill the silence
That buried us both

And in its time
I strummed it for many
In museums and men’s clubs
And after hours bars

But the crowds began
To grow thinner and thinner
Until it sadly echoed
Through empty rooms

Now it sits lifeless
In its coffin-like case
A dead remnant
Of a failed love

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Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.


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