Armand Poetry

Welcome to Armand Poetry. The poems (and other words) here are composed for my own thought and amusement. Comment and discussion are welcome. -Amore, Armand-

Sunday, May 15, 2005

When

My seat in the flickering light
The ragged pop of a bad cut
Spilling into the sidling chairs
Before the loves turned friends
Before the art house megaplex
Before my one true love at all
White spilling onto the faces
Blank unison of American culture
Waiting for the rolling credits
When I wore a wrist watch
And uncomfortable clothes

Now, I am far from home

1 Comments:

  • At 2:35 AM, Anonymous THE UMLAUT JUGGERNAUT said…

    Elvis Costello The Invisible Man lyrics Elvis Costello The Invisible Man lyrics

    I WAS COMMITTED TO LIFE AND THEN COMMUTED TO THE OUTSKIRTS
    With all the love in the world
    Living for thirty minutes at a time with a break in the middle for adverts
    But it's a wonderful world within these cinema walls
    WHERE A SHOWER OF AFFECTION BECOMES NIAGARA FALLS
    And you wish she could step down from the screen to your seat in the stalls
    BUT IF STARS ARE ONLY PAINTED ON THE CEILING ABOVE
    Then who can you turn to and who do you love
    I want to get out while I still can
    I want to be like Harry Houdini
    Now I'm the invisible man
    My head is spinning round faster and faster
    Here I stand on the edge of disaster
    I'm shattered like a piece of crystal porcelain or alabaster
    Crowds surround loudspeakers hanging from the lampposts
    Listening to the murder mystery
    Meanwhile someone's hiding in the classroom
    Forging books of history
    NEVER MIND THERE'S A GOOD FILM SHOWING TONIGHT
    WHERE THEY HANG EVERYONE EVERYBODY WHO CAN READ AND WRITE
    OH THAT COULD NEVER HAPPEN HERE BUT THEN AGAIN IT MIGHT

     

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