Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Miserecorde

Recorded images play as his maudlin star weeps
A voice distant yet familiar begins in earnest
The pressure starts as his pulse flees from rest
The trigger is pushed...the current relays
A broken trasmission...his breath in delays
Lights communicate in quick stark succession 
A bizarre reflection...a prism of love, hate and confusion
As the audience react in jovial cacophony
A silent image moves back across in gentle agony
The greet, the eyes, the smile...his miserecorde

1 comment:

  1. Interesting...fast-paced haha

    I like:
    The pressure starts as his pulse flees from rest
    The trigger is pushed...the current relays
    A broken transmission...his breath in delays
    Lights communicate in quick stark succession


    (nervous breakdown?)

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