It's not my fault.
Oct. 22nd, 2005 12:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Sometimes
I get into a phase-
a rhythm
of assonance
and alliteration.
(And I can't stop
the slinky slump
of perforated pumps,
raising these rarefied
and rambling celestial seas
which appear to appease
and release me.)
But it's not my fault,
and I want to make that
clear.
(That these dreams-
whether for penance or
pleasure-
despise the effort,
despite the ever
increasing tempo;
a bass gestapo,
a treble train,
a bumblebee melody,
repeating
repeating
in front
of me.)
And this isn't where I started,
and it's not where I belong,
but this is where I am,
so I just sing along.
(C)2005 JJP
I get into a phase-
a rhythm
of assonance
and alliteration.
(And I can't stop
the slinky slump
of perforated pumps,
raising these rarefied
and rambling celestial seas
which appear to appease
and release me.)
But it's not my fault,
and I want to make that
clear.
(That these dreams-
whether for penance or
pleasure-
despise the effort,
despite the ever
increasing tempo;
a bass gestapo,
a treble train,
a bumblebee melody,
repeating
repeating
in front
of me.)
And this isn't where I started,
and it's not where I belong,
but this is where I am,
so I just sing along.
(C)2005 JJP
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Date: 2005-10-22 05:59 pm (UTC)