The man that laid down a beat with his heart
12/06/2019
He lay down a beat
Direct from his heart
Wired it up
A transducer lark
At first it was novelty
The crowds lapped it up
His heartbeat a rhythm
To which the notes stuck
He played show after show
His insides without
His naked heartbeat
A bass for the crowd
In time he found
The beat in his control
A nuance embodied
For his rock and roll
Novelty wore out
But he was obsessed
Crowds kept on coming
I guess he was blessed
In time he found
Even more self control
His insides responding
To his will alone
He found his emotions
Controlled those as well
Every part of his being
Now conscious to will
Then a funny thing happened
The music then changed
He controlled other instruments
Spread out on the stage
Reality contorted now
Subject to his will
He kept on playing
He embodied the thrill
The band and the audience
He played them all with his mind
The stars and the moon
Began to twinkle in time
Faster and faster
He started to play
Play he continued
For the rest of the day
The song he had started
Was no longer shared
The audience was him now
No one there left to care
And so the song ended
And no one was left
He was alone in his mind
Without all the rest
Silence now
Timeless
Forever
And gone
He transcended himself
It all went away
And all cause his heartbeat
Was used in his play
A warning that sometime
It’s better to leave
And not look for answers
Better just breathe