Posts Tagged ‘mute’
a 9mm noted the crescendo
the dead walk, the living sit with breath gone
they’re stricken with splitting rim shots were sitting in
-giving in to temptation, rippling waves swim
the dead song still drifting in on the rogue creation
of black market notes playing rope on black artists
throats in white pages, the day the track harness
a vile of true bass heads and sold the new famous,
i bought the grooves laid in blues plotted grave
as the modded bass grew too vein to clot the vien
and the ego of the music bloomed in its own hollow grave.
i bought the staffs, and hung from them too,
counted back the days until my tongue turned blue…
but i still remember
the day the air was fresh;
i still remember
the day we began to forget.
Beethoven’s 8th symphony delays into noise
-roaming notes break infancy bestowed into boys,
battles of violin presumed coy as the stage grew violent,
the flutes join in and the audience assumes silence,
cleff notes confuse line ends for death toll to chime in-
a symbol claps, as the baritone slits his throat,
the audience lifts in whoa, as the tempo’s crash,
their temples thick in pulse, the conductor climbing!
the orchestra races to the breaking of their bindings!
music sheets spill all shriveled in-provisational,
blooming screams a trumpet in on the safest note
-destroy the music, new noise for youth of a sudden
the bass rapes the snare the clarinets solo bludgeoned
-the obo holds its psalms the conductors palms folding open!
his wand snaps in three/forths, the song slows again
-as the melodies last crescendo marks the final climax
.. as he flips the vinyl and his smile climbs back.
and it spins, and it spins
and it still spins some more.
