have you ever felt
lost
in a deadly abyss of
thought?
it's emotionally
exhaustive
and socially
caustic
to be caught
thinking
thoughts
instead of
singing
songs.
with those
disturbing thoughts
come a lot of
perturbing feelings
and if you've ever
been unable
to explain or
detain
one of those feelings
just know that
you are not
alone.
not all of us can
assign a name
to an emotion
however benign
not all of us are so
well acquainted
with our own minds
that we can picture
the face in our brains
staring us down
but i'm daring you
the next time you
cannot justify
cannot simplify
or expedite
a feeling down
to a name
just don't
even
try.
place your finger
over that emotion
the way you would barre
your guitar strings
heart strings on
the second fret
gently
gently
run your other
hand down over
the sound hole
located somewhere
between your
stomach and
sorely neglected
central nervous system
and then pull
it back up
to play the
melody of your
most knotted
spinal chord
not too fast
not too loud
or if you find
it easier to see
the white notes laid out
unroll the shiny top
over your backbone
and press down
softly
softly
bending your fingers up
and down each
key of vertebrate
in an ascending or
descending scale
the length of which
depends upon
how tall you are.
slowly
slowly
forget
about
names
faces
sleepless nights
or how your insecurity
is still on par with
you at fourteen
when you first tried
to exploit it into music
but now you've found it best
just to tuck it behind your ears.
and learn
the cadence of
that feeling
explore each
note and tone
and play with
how it fits into
a song
surrounded by
other sounds.
you may never
play it again
you may play it
every day
for the rest of
your life
but all that is
irrelevant
in light of this
moment
a few seconds of
stilted peace and quiet.
listen to your
feelings
until your fingers
bleed
out the suppressed
emotions
society expects you
to ignore
play them like
you were in
an orchestra
and this was the
moment
of your solo
but don't
name
anything
unless you're
calling it cadd9
gsus4
em
or a7
and never
find yourself
or your
heart strings
afraid
of f#m
or even the darkest of
spinal chords
for i know that
everyone has cried
alone in the
dead of night
over the sound of
b flat.
Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 4:34 PM UTC
have you ever felt
lost
in a deadly abyss of
thought?
it's emotionally
exhaustive
and socially
caustic
to be caught
thinking
thoughts
instead of
singing
songs.
with those
disturbing thoughts
come a lot of
perturbing feelings
and if you've ever
been unable
to explain or
detain
one of those feelings
just know that
you are not
alone.
not all of us can
assign a name
to an emotion
however benign
not all of us are so
well acquainted
with our own minds
that we can picture
the face in our brains
staring us down
but i'm daring you
the next time you
cannot justify
cannot simplify
or expedite
a feeling down
to a name
just don't
even
try.
place your finger
over that emotion
the way you would barre
your guitar strings
heart strings on
the second fret
gently
gently
run your other
hand down over
the sound hole
located somewhere
between your
stomach and
sorely neglected
central nervous system
and then pull
it back up
to play the
melody of your
most knotted
spinal chord
not too fast
not too loud
or if you find
it easier to see
the white notes laid out
unroll the shiny top
over your backbone
and press down
softly
softly
bending your fingers up
and down each
key of vertebrate
in an ascending or
descending scale
the length of which
depends upon
how tall you are.
slowly
slowly
forget
about
names
faces
sleepless nights
or how your insecurity
is still on par with
you at fourteen
when you first tried
to exploit it into music
but now you've found it best
just to tuck it behind your ears.
and learn
the cadence of
that feeling
explore each
note and tone
and play with
how it fits into
a song
surrounded by
other sounds.
you may never
play it again
you may play it
every day
for the rest of
your life
but all that is
irrelevant
in light of this
moment
a few seconds of
stilted peace and quiet.
listen to your
feelings
until your fingers
bleed
out the suppressed
emotions
society expects you
to ignore
play them like
you were in
an orchestra
and this was the
moment
of your solo
but don't
name
anything
unless you're
calling it cadd9
gsus4
em
or a7
and never
find yourself
or your
heart strings
afraid
of f#m
or even the darkest of
spinal chords
for i know that
everyone has cried
alone in the
dead of night
over the sound of
b flat.
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