Songs
I wish I could write better songs
but the words in my head
never, ever equal the words on the page.
The thumping throbbing power of the bass
seldom translates
the electric fingers of subtle guitar
to the grinding love screech of power
just never comes across.
Don't even get me started on the
lack of seminal violence from the drums
Less Battle Royal, more Royal Prom.
One-day someone will make a CD
A CD from the songs in my head
Minds will expand, heads explode.
Noses Bleed.
It will carry a health warning.
I will smile.