Gutteral

Gutteral

A Poem by Corset

















I keep hearing a scratching sound from the gutters
I'm not sure if it's a family of squirrels at play
or if my mind is trying to find a way to escape these walls.

Soon I will rosin up the bow and the scratching will
take on a new life of its own;
wait list, did you know youre on film?
Your apocalypse honeymoon;
there are so many frets that are worth forgetting
there is a core of me
that will never surrender a bounty of beautiful songs
not every melody will be sweet to your ears
when we realize that
 the scratching will come to a screeching halt, 
but until then...
play on.
  

© 2020 Corset


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The poetry alone rendered me emotional, add the music - I am gone...this is a stunning piece of poetry and one that leaves its mark...beautiful!

Posted 2 Months Ago


Corset

2 Months Ago

Thank you for the add Ruth, thank you for stopping in and for your sweet comments
Ruth

2 Months Ago

Most welcome, was my pleasure :)
We came to hear the music play ...and it did.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Corset

2 Months Ago

good morning coffee :D
"your apocalypse honeymoon" love that.
maybe that scratching is Pennywise the Clown?
this does feel like we are in a Stephen King novel...doesn't it?
"The Stand" comes to mind....the pandemic being Captain Tripps....
eerie write with a true feeling of the time we are in.
j.

Posted 2 Months Ago



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Corset
Corset

San Antonio, TX



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