Turntable Anxiety
It's starting again...my thoughts ripping this way or another...just hoping to find the next out...in and out resolutions of can and can't,
Will it ever falter...jolt my inner being with kickstart programs of grammar filled relations of institutionalized refractions,
Canons...masses of proper appeal...no wait I need a sheik tonight...maybe a monk to guide me along nervous nirvana,
The rift raft of today's world...walking right on by me as if I'm the only one in the world...play the track louder...oh just tad more now.
Make the noise rise...like a cello without it's strings...add a drum and beat until the goat skin falls from it's base,
Tambourine jingles...the bells have fell from their structuring...falling over the edge of humanities cliffs,
Noise dropping kinetics that grind gracefully like gravity without a living notion of up or down,
Chosen ones...maybe they learnt a lesson in humility...maybe the lost ones already knew the wisdom...please play it louder now.
Up up and away we go...into the clouds of sound...of repositions and recollections...utmost impotence given to the composer,
Mix the tape...resounding displays of tethered captions of nonsense traits...where are we going...where have we gone,
I don't really know what's being said...but somehow we all know the true meaning...is it life or the cracks within,
Lower the quail...duck calling...moose growling...cat meowing...anxiety ridden trucks of highway driving...oh turn it up now.
It's coming...the realities of the clock ticking oh so louder...faster...faster still crashing like waves along a metal facade,
Down the spout we are dalliance...truth be told there is none...fictional mascarades of doubt and remorse,
Oh humanity...we are without a doubt the poorest bunch...we must display a truth at least in environment....before it's over please,
Times a coming...the world is crash course wisdom like the winds through the trees...you hear it when you sleep...turn table anxiety.
If you like this poem, you can view some of my others below:
- An Incoming Asteroid
A Poem about the Asteroid that could possibly upset the atmosphere of our planet in relation to it's proximity. What is this asteroid doing so close to our planet and where is it heading? - One Slow Turtle
A Poem about a turtle that could be just a little wiser. This turtle lives life on the edge, and with a little help from the road, makes a couple near life-death choices that will either make or break him. - The Tripoli Advance
A Poem about the Rebel advance on Tripoli, and helps to define the backdrop into why this entire war is happening right now.
