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from the song Pride …
It’s not my fault, I must convey
here, nor is it my problem.
Why must you lay your shortcomings on me?
As much as I’m concerned, I can’t assume your role of victim,
While you’re prone to pose the possibility.
from the song Dearest Yvette
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I cannot believe that I couldn’t
perceive
What a rancid bitch you are!
from the song Faith-Based
Fail-Safe …
To search for doves that never soared
You climb the trunk you’re pointed toward,
And trust the tree on blinded whim
That nests exist out on a limb.
from the song Sommer Nights …
The glimpse that launched a thousand
fleets,
The flirts that taunted tainted sheets!
Sommer nights …
But she’s left, and maybe she was right.
from the song Moved On …
I’m shocked that I’m so
numb.
I could have sworn that I’d be worse at this.
Too mocked that I’ve succumb
Unto my inner, on-call optimist
Whose house-calls always spilled
My glasses, half-way filled.
I walked, not crying, from
Those milk-spilt puddles. Why did I resist?
I’ve chalked it up to some-
Thing that my pessimism always missed.
And now that I’ve been billed,
I clean up and rebuild.
from the song Filler Track …
Songs that rhyme can be quite tough
When, lyrically, they’re filled with stuff.
So do not listen to the words.
Just hear my voice in layered thirds.
Poetry converts to prose.|
Shimmering arpeggios.
Caution that the build up throws.
Indebted as the pay-off owes.
They can’t all be gems,
But it’s only rock music!
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©2003 Brian Michael
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