The spirit of the balcony II
[Clearing up my throat, Curtains are wide open, Lantern’s light invading the auditorium]
Moteur…ça tourne….action!
Me and no spectator
Me and no paper
Questioning the lyrics and the singer
Numbing the pain then pointing out my finger…
Hey History: On three press the recording button
Would it be easier to decline a day
And initiate a shady calendar?
Would it be easier to sail over
Hills of sand then surrender?
Would it be easier to get a tempest
Out of the chest of an oppressed joker?
Would it be easier to exchange glances
With mirrors and a foreign play-maker?
Would it be easier to utter your name
Aloud then think of it later?
Would it be easier to catch your life’s
First cry as you’re getting older?
Would it be easier to love without hope
Then ground your emotions into a blender?
Would it be easier to let pebbles tickle your feet
Then waves wave at you as a ruler?
Would it be easier to lean against your lover all night
Long then mom calls on you for sugar?
Would it be easier to be a member
Of a group that has no participator?
Would it be easier to visit my grave
Then pray for me with a manner?
Would it be easier to get my melodies
Spread then sign it “soldier”?
Would it be easier to tell the joke first
Then come up with a fainting laughter?
Would it be easier to hike around the bushes
Save the beast then shoot the hunter?
Would it be easier to celebrate a day
Without thinking of the Esser?
Would it be easier to rhyme your life without
A smooth touch of a mother?
Would it be easier to experience existence
Without a creator?
[Pause for a break, drinking water, a deep sigh]
Would you now agree that a single
Word of me turns you out of your texture?
Would you agree that a single touch of me
Gets you melted on the cold December?
Will you, with your modest mind
Shiver from my freezing breath, night lover?
Or was it needful to embroil yourself into the gist
Then be called a thinker?
Was it or is it just you?
[Stepping out of the stage, sweaty forehead awaiting another chance when there will be no audience again]
Hey History, I do not need your feedback because simply you are my back!
[A sleepy grin in wasted thoughts at two o clock and some change]
Coupé!
k-man
Charlotte, NC
09/09/09
