Saturday, March 24, 2012

lplplplplplplplp..


to be an ornament! Yes,
adorned. But in truth? Absent
of substance.
No-
to be a trill,
forever fluttering between two sounds and failing to find
a resting note. Yes just
itching to be
more than just a squiggly on paper,
but forgetting why you wrote me in there at all.
No, I don't even know who you are.
To fear. Yes, to fear.
I play on till I give out.