Thursday, July 26, 2007

Moment of doubt

That
microphone,
is not my friend.
It keeps putting words in my mouth.

the speakers,
are liars,
and in cahoots with the microphone
to fuck my shit up.

the plugs
are
feeding
its
delusion.

as the echo's
of words
sent on their
mission have failed.

and here i stand in the middle of it all,
like a witness to a
car crash,
helpless as
my poetry
chokes
crashes and
burns...


07'

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