The Reverie of Irreverence
The Reverie of Irreverence
The starry light lighting up
A truss in the crane,
Is all I can see through the grill
Outside the window,
Gazing hard at which
I think no thought
And at that fraction,
I think of you.
Those earnest bespectacled eyes.
In the silence
Of the songs that play
Right in my ears,
I stare at the table
Straight far down,
And glance back at my books
Only to see words,
Words I know
That suddenly seem strange
The way they have been
Spelt?
I remember telling you both
How I can study with music
In my ears.
But I can't.
In fact, not until I forget
There is something playing.
Haven't told you this, either.
How I experience an escape
In the beats that play on
Recklessly,
Unafraid, lurking in the centre of my ear.
A loss of the burden
Wrapping around everything
That I have to study now.
A solace,
That carries away the disgust
That creeps in,
No matter how much I forbid it.
There are moments
I have had with each song.
Moments that rally a wave of
Emotions I could never have
Anyone ever understand.
You warn me of long-term deafness,
But the promise of an eternal
Music in my mind
Deters me from
Listening.
But some days I put away
Those headphones
And stay
With an unsettling feeling -
Incomplete, unexpressed, and undone.
Love that knew no fear
Struggles today in an unfamiliar hand
That strikes
The chord of authority.
A baritone I once adored,
Today sinks in phone calls
I rush through with a 'take care'
That I wonder if I mean.
And the first voice I hear
Is silenced in rebukes I wish
I could bite my tongue
From uttering.
Love is not scanty
From you
Or me...
But only a lack of patience,
To try and see.
An apology may heal,
But time will undoubtedly reveal
A respite that we shall reach.
An answer that we seek...
As a family!