The story of a girl


She was a girl
no one ever chose
for teams and clubs
dances or dates,
So she chose the instrument
no one else wanted
the tuba. Big as herself,
heavy as her heart,
its golden tubes
and coils encircled her
like a lover`s embrace.
Its body pressed on hers.
Into its mouthpiece she blew
life, its deep-throated
oomphas, oomphas sounding
almost,like mating cries.

Robert Philips

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