Tuesday, January 4, 2011
The music plays inside my head
a waltz, a symphony, a song,
a hymn, a chorale, an opera perhaps
I don’t yet know precisely but
all in simultaneous eruption
plays, plays, plays
rages, ravages, pounds
within the slender membrane
of my skull
demanding, screaming, migraining
to escape, to be let out, to be set free
notes, chords, instruments clamor
the noise strictly incoherent
flows through my veins, my arteries,
my discordant capillaries until it
the ends of my fingers,
smearing the sheet music red,
a glorious violence.
This poem is submitted for One Shot Wednesday hosted by One Stop Poetry. To see other poems, please visit the site. The links will be live at 4 p.m. Central time today.
Photograph: Music Notes Background by Vera Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.