listening out for the catch, through the ordered lines
then running into familiar counter-melodies
that hit the gut like surprise meetings with old friends
pushing against the current
you write the soul’s ebb and flow of discovering
break and breakaway, meet again
figuring it out along the way, slipping back,
humble, soft vulnerability of emitting,
rolling out in music and codes interior landscapes
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 3:49 PM UTC
listening out for the catch, through the ordered lines
then running into familiar counter-melodies
that hit the gut like surprise meetings with old friends
pushing against the current
you write the soul’s ebb and flow of discovering
break and breakaway, meet again
figuring it out along the way, slipping back,
humble, soft vulnerability of emitting,
rolling out in music and codes interior landscapes
A poem about how it can feel to listen to Elliott Smith's music and lyrics