Feb 23, 2008 11:52
i know i could write the words to a song that would make the whole world sing along
in my head i can picture it now
my outstretched arms
my open mouth
all of you shouting back
off key and out of tune
all of you shouting back
delivering phrases too soon
causing sounds barriers to crack
like coyotes howling at the moon
as you show your teeth and twist your feet
to unbeatable beats
composed in such a clever fashion
and all of you shouting back
it's a chorus of compassion
and you won't care how you're dancing
this is an unexplainable feeling
no one will laugh at you
they'll be caught up in their own moves
song birds will weep
unable to get sleep
now that all of you are shouting back
and i'll be covered in your spit and sweat
gagging on your sour breath
my legs, weak in the knees, shaking to the rhythm
my glands are glad too be used again
now awaken and impatient
from their slumber under a lazy station
my insides impatiently waiting to burst
as i push these epiphanies past my lips
swaying my rib cage, my hips displace
it hurts more than i can mention
but all you yelling the sounds my letters arrange
help me forget about the pain
and i can hear that all this is sincere
with a feeling that your arteries are doing the singing
i know i could write the words to a song that would make the whole world sing along
but every time my pen hits this pad, all my words are wrong