Scheda Di Musica

November 23, 2010
By bredetr BRONZE, Lansdale, Pennsylvania
bredetr BRONZE, Lansdale, Pennsylvania
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He sits alone in a bare room
The scratch of a match, and the light of a candle
Make the parchment loom.
The metronome screams, giving him more beats than he can handle.
The song inside his head rains onto the paper.

The flooded sheet zips through a scanner.
Stuck in the darkness, it’s clones are born.
They are jammed in a box in such a crude manner.
Countless days, spent in boxes, finally over when the tape is torn
Like morning glories they shine.

Their happiness only lasts for a moment,
Musicians, pencil in hand,
Prove to be their greatest opponent.
They are beaten, scratched, and labored by the band,
Only to be locked back in the darkness, forever more.

The author's comments:
The Poem was inspired by the bad treatment of sheet music.

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