life – Page 7 – Artistic Apathy

A Rainy Afternoon

It’s a quiet afternoon in my homestead.

Rain patters on the window glass.

The window is so awash with rain I cannot see what is beyond it, out there…

I see lights. It’s something almost resembling Van Gogh’s starry night.

I hear the sound of running water and the clang of dishes together in the sink.

Everything is still.

Dinner will be ready soon so there is no need to fuss.

A movie plays on screen, where it is also raining.

Then suddenly, a flash of lightning strikes and I await the thunder but all that follows is the increasing noise of rain outside.

It seems the mood is perfectly set.

I’m not thinking about anything. Not thinking about what I will do tomorrow or what I have done today. It’s just now.

I’m here for the now.

WRTR Radio

Host: Gooood moooorning everybody. It’s another day here in the studio. I got my man with me, spinning nothing but heat. But first we’re going to take some requests. Going to the phones in 3…2…1…

Host: Hey you’re on the line caller number 1! Let’s hear it! What do you wanna listen to today?

Caller: Man you always have such good heartbreak jams. I just got my heart broken by the love of my life.

Host: Ouch! Sorry to hear that caller number 1. Can we get your name so everybody knows who you are out there?

Caller: Yeah, my name’s Malik.

Host: Malik just got his heart broken everybody. Welcome to The Lonely Hearts Club. This is my favorite segment on the show. Nothing but tear jerkers. Malik! I got you my man! Anything else you want to say to the people out there?

Caller: Just this: Angelica, I know you’re listening. Just wanted to say… **** you!

Host: Ooooh… did you bleep that? Malik I think that’s all the time we have for today. Thanks for calling into the show… I really hope everything works out.

Malik: (sniffling)

Host: Malik? Alright thanks for calling in. First we’re going to go to a commercial break everybody then we’ll be right back. You’re listening to WRTR Real Talk Radio and I’m your host! It don’t get realer than this. Keep it locked.

Lift Me Up!

Lift me up!

Carry me!

I float on a cloud of insecurities and disconcertment

This vehicle no longer serves me

I need a new means of transportation

I hear of a fancier cloud where less thought is given to your immediate circumstances

One where music’s soul bonds with one’s own and the immediate scenario is one of dreams

I don’t know if I can afford such a cloud.

For now, would you help balance me so that I can gain my composure?

Maybe one day I will reach higher, much higher, in the clouds…

One and Only

It’s very clear that I love you

We’ve had our moments

But in one dream I am taking care of you, keeping you out of harm’s way

In another I am telling you that I forgive you

For everything

You are so close yet so far away

I miss the old you

I remember when we used to play and there were no worries

Now it seems that everyday you’re involved in a new drama

But you won’t involve me in your life

Oh how I wish things could go back to the way things were

Maybe they never will

Just know that I will continue loving you

Despite the circumstances

Cold Shoulder

You’re so cold.

You and the winter are meant for each other.

My presence doesn’t seem to impact you in the slightest.

Do you even care about me at all?

I wonder.

Once I was your world but now that we’ve grown older it seems you’ve found another world to live in.

One I’m not invited to.

I want to appear stoic. It doesn’t affect me at all.

The truth is, it does.

When I’m around I feel like a +1.

To a party I was never invited to.

You are cruel but it seems you are okay with that. As long as you get to continue living in your bubble.

It’s okay.

Life is so beautiful these days. Something like this will not break me.

I won’t carry the pain.

I’ll set out…

To create a world of my own.