Crescendo Defendo
I heave my chest in a final breath before I stand to reach for keys
To unlock the door, step out and salute the floor
Beyond the glass
I start my car and go home
Though I may fall asleep a hundred nights alone
There is probably someone who thinks
There are probably some who dismiss a thought
And though I try to tidy up
And make appearances
I feign delight at dark silences
Doors close with fidgety friends forgetting their placelessness
Their placelessness declaring a glowing space in their rooms
Rooms that hold potential
But promise nothing
I gather my perturbations in a bucket of constricted control
And I sit like Buddha. . . but, laughing
I mock the ghosts
I MAKE the ghost
Bizarre. There’s something about the rhythm which reminds me of a Joy Division song. (What a shocker?) “Doors close tight.” I can’t quite place it.
The opening line seems to be well founded in a reality of departure, but by the end, it seems you’ve left yourself.
Comment by MattWriks — 3 December 2007 @ 11:38 pm
Oops. I got it now. “Doors close tight” comes from Echo and the Bunnymen b-side, “Over the Shoulder.”
Comment by MattWriks — 5 December 2007 @ 10:31 pm
Pretty good MattWriks. It is disconnected, maybe 3 instead of 1. They all came at one sitting, so I think there is a common thread. Also, JD is branded to my soul, yet as much as I love Echo, I doubt they influence me.
Comment by Sunsun — 9 December 2007 @ 9:15 am
In fact, I think the final line brings it all together.
Comment by Sunsun — 9 December 2007 @ 9:23 am