When I’m not tapped into a music stream.
I like quiet
no - let’s be exact,
I like silence
ear plugs in - deafening quiet
or better yet, noise cancelled anti-sound
That’s relatively new technology
My mom mentioned new studies suggest it may rewire things
gray matter wise, you know, behind the eyes
like the patterns sound forms in sand.
But if you’re going to scramble my mind
your going to have to wait in line behind
bland 21-year-old issues like:
sleep deprivation
hormonal fluctuations
romantic fog
case study competitions
business model design games (REALGAME)
deductive logic puzzles
irritability and mood swings
mental bandwidth anxiety
cognitive confusion
information overload
assignment stress
premenstrual syndrome
compulsive coping mechanisms
career anxiety
sexual frustration
multitasking shifts (schedule)
canon events (existential dilemmas)
culture shock (new environment)
feeling “scrambled”
family pressures
So, yeah. let’s fn Jettison headphone worries - MOM - shall we??!
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Right Now by The Creatures
A Girl In Trouble (Is a Temporary Thing) by Romeo Void
Your Turn to Run by Malaria!
Categories:
headphones, cheer up, humor, mom,
Form: Free verse
Please go ahead and talk talk
Anyway these people will stalk stalk
I don't want to walk walk
around or somewhere else, even though if I just need to rotate at my moms house
But don't scratch my face with the chalk chalk
Wait, will I notice?
Can I ecounter you? Because I always balk balk
It's okay you don't love or like me, just let my heart caulk caulk
But your sayings are making squawk squawk
Why do all now gawk gawk?
You can always knock knock
I will happily move like rock rock
Categories:
headphones, 8th grade,
Form: Free verse
Once there was a song,
That reminded me of you,
While I felt so strong,
Under sky,
Of midnight blue.
Once there was a time,
While I played a favorite tune,
A pen and written lines,
Cried,
A thought of you.
Categories:
headphones, crush, how i feel,
Form: Epyllion
Sleep provides me with peace as i carry myself away musically.
Inisde a bubble where a city never sleeps.
As if a coma were to live in every wrinkle of an earthquake.
I have no friends nor love ones today....
For if i did i would never feel this way.
But why should i complain or pretend someone will hear me.
Even if i were clean many of the viewers would still consider me filthy.
It only rains on me....
Or at least it feels that way.
Since my head phones are the only ones which keep me company.
They never lie to me.
Or pretend i exist when i don't...
I'm more than words or a simple napkin with a note.
But i have no fingers to point or any request today.
I realize i am alone in this place.
Musically inclined.
Without lines to define myself.
-Robert F Burton
Categories:
headphones, absence,
Form: Concrete
Headphones
You make me seem like a girl
With all the twists and curls
I wear it
Seem deaf
I do not care
I do not fear
Its with me
That’s all I care
Provides melody
A vision for life
A moment of peace
An instance of joy
Different from the rest
Lost in the thoughts
Yet we stay
Much in the present
It’s whispers into our ears
Yet we are aware through the sight
We know the moments pass by
But with the melody and joy
They do not make us deaf..
Its what we do not hear
What we filter through our brains
It’s a filter
A visionary
My headphones
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You can find Distance in my book of poems "labyrinth
on---http://www.amazon.com/Labyrinth-Mustafah-Mun/dp/1409285251/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1252381235&sr=1-1
Categories:
headphones, life
Form: Lyric
Ears being tortured
by the feeble music
on the jukebox,
mind sporadic,
losing my train of thought
to Madonna.
Ideas mottled
by conversations
like something gnawing on wood
in my ears.
My horrors
are hidden from me
by the likes of Beyonce’
blaring throughout the place,
mucking up
my mental pathways.
I usually write in my local bar with my MP3 player on
and as the title suggests I had lost my headphones one night.
Categories:
headphones, angst, music, on writing
Form: Free verse