Joseph Milosz
Love Of A Musical Instrument
Love of a musical instrument has buried almost all our comrades-in-arms.
Love of a musical instrument comes from the fear to find yourself without love
of self-justification.
Love of a musical instrument is laziness and GREASY TOMORROW.
Love of a musical instrument is not worth today’s talk.
Love of a musical instrument is a cheat.
Love of a musical instrument is an idea about D-dur.
Love of a musical instrument is slavery.
It stinks of misfortune.
Love of a musical instrument is to be shot.
Love of a musical instrument is to be eaten up multitudinous crawling and other
various creatures.
Love of a musical instrument is to be given away free.
Love of a musical instrument is to be dropped from above on the head, he is
perhaps unaware of its weight.
Love of a musical instrument is to be given to the Other, perhaps He thinks it
is that-easy to discard it.
An instrument is to be crushed with the feet.
Being crushed, it wails its lamentation melody.
A musical instrument is a sacrifice to us.
A musical instrument is only a go – between state and burning result.
A musical instrument is our slave.
A musical instrument is a toy of our state.
A musical instrument is to be knelt before our whims.
An instrument is to be left in the shape of a heap.
It is an instrument.
It thinks too highly of itself.
It is only an instrument.