Musical Notes 2

If this is me inside this aquarium of sorts what is this sea of fish eyes on the outside? trying too hard to catch their gaze I bumped the microphone stand and with spastic, startling reflex saved it from crashing and held it aloft triumphantly like a choreographed gag like a fly rod with a whopper like Poseidon’s trident to the amazement and pleasure of all and seizing the moment returned to the lyric’s passion in perfect time (nothing more to see here) and they… to their schools of indifferent chatter and the submarine clanging of glass only to drain out onto the street owning less than what they had brought and leaving me dripping... with stupid, soggy thought By Art Wright