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the unseenthe unseen Posts: 372
edited September 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
have you heard
my sonnata
in four part harmony
quite the expressive piece
if i say so myself
first comes the explosive prelude
then the percusive sounds
as body parts
bounce off the land
such a rythmic beat
yea i can groove along
then the screaming starts
help me get the choir started
warming up with hell bent howls
followed by the soothing sounds
of oh my god
i'm dying
and lets get some help over here
the screeching rivals the best
camp fire sing along
done in the round
the blood is flowing in the streets
can we add some flange
maybe a taste of echo
to add presence to this dynamic
so important to my song
now the motors
of the bulldozers
sing to the sky
wasting houses in the strip
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
another day
another guest conductor
to get my melody started
the musicians might be different
but the song is the same
another one hit wonder
composed in the middle east
blood flows to my melody
in the gaza strip
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Comments

  • justamjustam Posts: 21,412
    This is good. (I like the fuzziness between the word sonata and sonnet.) :)
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  • when i feel like i'm dying unseen
    i remember that everything is seen

    heart pain hurts and the fire is warm
    who will stand before



    love is the greatest sucka
    convicted
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