A Sneak Peak Into A Bard’s Mind

A SNEAK PEEK INTO A BARD’S MIND

With headlamps strapped to our heads
we search faces for muses,
strange faces become stranger faces,
words mask themselves in obscurity
leaving us with vague lines and forced rhymes.

With headphones plugged on our heads,
we lean painstakingly toward a cacophony,
as to decipher what voice is muse,
what demon to reuse,
but a stampede of voices fall, one against the other,
until we are lost connecting the dots
for the labyrinths that we create
in brief moments of terrific...