"espressivo" poems
Muffled moaning
Rhythmic, robotic
Bleeding through walls
Is that what I sound like?
It doesn't sound fun
It sounds quite boring
Repetitive squeaks
In 3/4 time
I'd use rubato
I'd be espressivo
No etudes for me
Just ad libitum
But for now I lay
Sexiled to the couch
Wishing I had someone
To make music with
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 12:24 AM UTC
Describe It accurately
Once
And give It a twirl of hair and boho skirt
Describe It once
with love full of hatred or
strife
Until your arms & legs
Shiver, until your gemmed rings
SNAP!
to pieces
Until, when your glossy
fingernails melt, a monster's
heart burns with sympathy.
Call It on the phone, don't
apologize if you hadn't
used
the right
Words.
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 8:53 PM UTC