I heard from a bird....
New member
willed repetition
and a slight change.
"music for eighteen musicians"
trade pepsi for a coke.
like steady aligned notes
days follow straight black lines
and i find the only difference is a sock
or a coat.
and like spare pennies
i keep losing track of b flats.
eighths or sixteenths?
notation never lasts
and coda after coda
the composer in me becomes
tense past.
the morning touches
and light fills my room
as i watch shadows
lean as they always rest.
imagining 6:00 A.M. on the clock
but, life is not a movie
and i'm left with hours
as they slowly seem to stop.
and a slight change.
"music for eighteen musicians"
trade pepsi for a coke.
like steady aligned notes
days follow straight black lines
and i find the only difference is a sock
or a coat.
and like spare pennies
i keep losing track of b flats.
eighths or sixteenths?
notation never lasts
and coda after coda
the composer in me becomes
tense past.
the morning touches
and light fills my room
as i watch shadows
lean as they always rest.
imagining 6:00 A.M. on the clock
but, life is not a movie
and i'm left with hours
as they slowly seem to stop.