The Musician

Give me a spotlight
and donate applause,
because these songs
that I sing are about all
the love that I’ve lost.
And I know that you
think it’s just chords
and melodies, but it’s
more like an escape from
hell for me.
It’s more like therapy.
So please stay,
and drink,
and let me play you one more,
because I can’t go back
home to where I have to
sit in my sores.
Please.
Please.
Just clap for me,
and make me feel like
I’m not so fucking alone.

18 responses to “The Musician”

  1. You are not alone…make mine a double. 🙂

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  2. Love it. I relate with this completely. All my art is an exscape from hell (in my head). Great peom 🤘 😈

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    1. thats why we need the art. thank you for reading

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  3. So honest and not wrapped up in pretty words and energy.. I like gut punch poetry..

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    1. thank you anthony. as always, i appreciate your comments

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  4. Sing one more, and take our loving energy with you, like an extra blanket in the cold gloom.

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    1. wow, that was a beautiful comment. thank you

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  5. Thank goodness for our art and anonymous cyber-hugs and tips in an upturned hat.

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    1. right on

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  6. Puts me in mind of a bartender I knew. Unhappy, broken marriage, alone…was a star behind the bar-in the light; in the middle of the show. He’d keep us there till dawn just to not have to go home.

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    1. i feel the pain. thanks for the comment

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  7. I think you could easily turn that one into a song 😊 the rhythm is there. It sings to me.

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    1. i might have to give it a try. thanks

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      1. You should! Music can bring an other dimension to poetry.

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      2. right on

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  8. No, my new friend (“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”), you are not alone. Having read a few of your poems, I can see that you’ve got a hook into the pain that loving brings. You get it. You know what it’s like to feel left behind and to wonder how to find the way out of the darkness. Just don’t ever lose hope. You are very talented. That shows clearly in your words. Best to you, and thank you for following me. C.

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