Accordions and Hope

the accordion of fear and hope
it burns and freezes


the accordion flies aloft
it cannot rise


the accordion has nothing
it seizes the world


has neither locks nor teeth
it is in prison


it does not escape
does not live or die


the accordion finds no peace
its shadow bellows


without eyes, the accordion sees
without tongue, it speaks


the accordion loves another
it hates itself


the accordion feeds sorrow
laughs at pain


question: where does an accordion find hope?
answer: tulips instead of eyes