The Hunger of the Over-eager MusicianA Poem by ChloeMusic or attention. Which is better?This sonata you may play allows me to do nothing but hate this hate of which I have managed to hide for the amount of time in which it took you to finish swollowing the large lump of food in your throat
You bit off more than you could chew it has been quivering under your tongue for all of this time that is why you never sang you only played your pathetic little sonata
Your hands overlapped each other, dancing about the keys you rocked your body back and forth, to the rhythm of the music so that a slight movement of the jaw could not signal your fanatics that you haven't yet swolowed what they fed you
Heavy metal! heavy metal! the faster the tapping, the faster the shredding, the more they focus on those dancing hands of your's and the less they see your throat struggling to swollow that once last bite of all of us other musicians that you caught during that bruetal food fight. © 2008 ChloeAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on March 9, 2008 AuthorChloeSeattle, WAAboutI am a 16-year-old young writer and I live in Seattle, Washington. I began writing when I was about nine. Then, I began to play some guitar and I realized that I had talent for music also. So poetry a.. more..Writing
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