Stage Fright
Accidentals on the way down my spills .
Articulate the words of my screenplay.
Moderato pace of slow death and walk.
Diminish my sound and fade to the bass.
Slow it down to make the ending .
Twitter away at the last long endless note.
My peice has ended, The Melody over.
I'll take my bow and leave the stage.
The next performer. Exit conductor.
High strung solo of motif dynamics and dots.
All of this makes up my fifteenrh second of pure bliss.
Enter the duet.
Unison of the same differences at different times.
Ends the minor chord.
Triplets rain apon the audience,
Eyes lift,
Curten shuts,
The music is over.
Articulate the words of my screenplay.
Moderato pace of slow death and walk.
Diminish my sound and fade to the bass.
Slow it down to make the ending .
Twitter away at the last long endless note.
My peice has ended, The Melody over.
I'll take my bow and leave the stage.
The next performer. Exit conductor.
High strung solo of motif dynamics and dots.
All of this makes up my fifteenrh second of pure bliss.
Enter the duet.
Unison of the same differences at different times.
Ends the minor chord.
Triplets rain apon the audience,
Eyes lift,
Curten shuts,
The music is over.
1 Comments:
a lot of that poem is quite good. You should really take writer's craft with Borek.
By Shannon., at 2:31 PM
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