Tag Archives: glory

cantabile :

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all cantabile moan, glory inflection
twisting barstools spin rack and pinion bards
where so bathed in creamy disaffection
language dismantled and spoken in shards
to circus-wire alarm, clockwork applause
chronograph polish of suitable sheen
mechanics in disrepair, praise jigsaws
where gears of luster motion or careen
to occupations we would make our own
sweating at heights we doubt we are made for
at home in costumes we hope will atone
us more than a passion played saviour
as time never prays for timely careers
as songs only play as prayers on deaf ears

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a front man framed :

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now a front man orphan for stardom frames
that drag your demons through a pardoned lens
behind sunglasses, slang and soundstripe aims
carefully adopted by stage-hand friends
or the rough canvas company of trade
who court you in bright palette affection
cast you in statue like sculptors of fate
escorts in some artistic discretion
a shape, a slingshot, a target, a band
unearthing buried talents on the bone
cameras the spitting image in hand
to capture the moment you’re first alone
perfectly evolved on spotlight stages
for a syllable birth on microphone
a hand-crafted word from empty pages
with a beautiful face we call our own

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