Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Who would have known...

[THIS IS MY 100TH POST!!! WOOOHOOOOOO!!! CONGRATULATIONS TO ME; AND MANY HAPPY RETURNS! LALALALALALALA....]

...without artists producing lines like these;

"You talk real loud, but you ain't saying nothing cool,
I could fit your whole house in my swimming pool!"

And thus, here comes an ode to my favourite contemporary artist,
largely inspired by her new album, "I'm not dead"...

"Being like you" - dedicated to P!nk
By Scaramouche, the po(t)et

when what you have become is
but the last remains of your poetic times
and you've traversed the seas
then you shall find yourself waiting, still

when what you have been taught
is transformed into vague reminiscences
and you cherish only subtle moments
then you shall find yourself wanting more

when what you have brought to life
confines itself to a volume none would read
you look no further than to your thumb
then you shall find yourself wishing it's gone

when what you can turn your back on
is a circle, and tomorrow'll promise no twirls
you break your pen and burn your books
but please don't, for
then you shall only find yourself wrathful

the world you make up, is what you make use of,
and what you make out of the rests
the changes you create, though may make you crazy,
are critical to your success

take it with a twist and just screw the scrubs, silly
for you are the only one who
can ever be only like you

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Er dette et budskap om å stole på seg selv - være fornøyd med det unike som er "meg".....jeg leste det slik ihvertfall - og godt var det å lese ordene.