7.08.2010

Speaker Volume

More of a symbol than symbolic
trying to best it would make you a relic.

There's an elephant in the room
and I'm it.
Big nose and obvious
but he's gray and I'm black
the gray may be a reflection
of the rain that has passed over me
I'll wear it like a battle scar,
till its no longer fashion to me.
I wear emotions on my sleeves
My outfits make statements,
more like press releases,
I dress for questions,
this rhetoric turns thread into thesis
booted up like i was born in this outfit
like i was born feeling this way
i sported it so long
im where's waldo everywhere
red and white stripes
this feeling of winning at barely
is killing me while steadily saving me
im producing blood at the rate im loosing
can you picture it
the outfit
the emotion
composed of regret and success
at a rate the cancels each other out
red and white stripes
waldo blended in
because both success and regret
filled the page
but im alone in this book
and the elephant doesn't mind the attention
just wishes it was more impressive
as if the volume never capped
you just turned it up
and until you went deaf
then maybe the attention
would be matched by the performance
(to be cont'd... maybe)

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