The Meaning of a Song
Curling up in a little ball
letting the world flood through my unimportant head.
I feel like I'm stretching
like taffy
and my face is skewed
my identity questioned.
I feel like my back is broken with a baseball bat.
As I fall on my knees, my eyes glow like coals
burning into my brain
and drilling thought into the spectator's mind.
I feel so full of emotion that I could vomit it all up
and still have too much left for one person to bear.
I feel like I'm everywhere at once
and somehow
trapped in one place
and I can't move
because I'm trapped in a moment
until I disregard the inconsistencies of time.
The universe seems limp and hazy
like butter melting.
My world is torn apart
like a black piece of construction paper
but sometimes I say
"FUCK IT!"
Sometimes I say
"I don't need you damn construction paper!"
But when you are alone in the universe
there is no one to say that to.
It all happens in a flash
the broken back
the inconsistencies of time
the construction paper
and, perhaps, mosts important of all
a blue island.
But the flash is over
and I can't vomit my emotions.
I am curled up on my bed
listening to someone else's song
someone else's beauty
and those rare tears squeeze from my coals
and suddenly a song means something to me.
