If I Die Tomorrow, Would This Song Live On Forever?
even angels are silent
in this lonely room
where i cannot sit
though chairs dangle
around me
so i perch
as lyrics run roughshod
through my head
and my face to the world
is right behind
my eyes
waiting to take its place
should anyone walk
through that door
sickness grows
insidious by nature
and tonight i lose
the ability to see
through what were
already-blurred eyes
now i am sitting in
the quite-literal dark
lit only by a light
removable and douseable
with a quick flip
of a switch
so twice blind
are my eyes
and twice mute
is my voice
as my teeth are stuck
together in a perpetual smile
and as my mouth
makes sounds and words
i was not prepared
to make
or maybe i was too prepared
to make
laughter sounds behind me
and i hear the chattering
of people not weighed down
by memories of a life
long past
but short forgotten
because after a time
those pictures of a world
i thought had died
come back
they always
come back
and i wish i was not
so heavy
for these thoughts of deeds
i dare not utter
and cannot to those
chattering fools at my back
stay at the bottom of my heart
and sink me down
into the suffocating sands
i unsteadily walk on
and the lyric we mock
is sadly true
"if i was invisible..."
because i am
or my real self
anyway
but on the surface
i smile
and go about my business
and try not to break into
the million pieces i am made of
that are slowly
shaking apart.
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