Without Tears

Posted: December 1, 2017 in Uncategorized

Sometimes he longs to be the white hot center of attention
convinces himself laughter is worth something
he is somehow uplifting his fellow man.

He envisions sparkling scenarios wherein the crowd adores him
feels warmth as small muscles rearrange faces in pleasing expressions
hearts happily pumping blood to help things along.

He accepts adoration modestly and graciously as his due
he is creating memorable moments after all
someone somewhere someday may cherish one.

He holds them all within himself and yet he is somehow sad
it is a knowing sadness without tears
there may come a time when he can share them anew.

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Comments
  1. Anonymous says:

    sorta like my twitter experience.

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  2. Like Beethoven or Tchaikovsky

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  3. wonderfully expressive… I see you in this piece so clearly

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