Friday 18 May 2012

Air


At least there’s some silence
Trapped in this cell of sound
My loudness excited
Outside it’s more ground
When placed to the mic
And high on caffeine
I remove myself from her
Trying not to be mean
For the boom and the bigness
Is just for the show
But looking at her now
Overbearing must go
This sense of approval
Is evident to all
Proving so much
After gargantuan fall
One day I shall mellow
With the birds and I’ll say
Not everyone can like you
It doesn’t work that way
But first I must start
To find out where I am
To demonstrate some grace
More natural, the plan
So take her off air
And give us the space
I like the quiet sometimes
Get me out of this place

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