Sonicque...
All this sound locked in my head,
A bottled-up devotion,
Right brain in chains,
Clock-constrained,
A slave to the wallet,
Living in a capitalist dream.
My sax hasn't been out of the case,
Must be five years now,
I still remember the tast of a new fresh reed,
All starch and music,
Thank the universe for poetry,
My only right-brain escape from locked- in syndrome.
Left logic is always out on the town,
But the right side barely gets words.
AquarianM
By : Daniel A. Stafford
© 11/20/2019
#Saxophone