Things Lost in Repetition
The studio is safe
The place where we
Release everything
Find everything
Yell Scream Kick Cry Laugh Out Loud
And no one is hurt
React the way we want to
In the infamous real world
Theres a soft buzzing in my ear
Your voice is flat, and I hear
Nothing
Youre yelling youre condescending
You treat me like a child
Nothing
I repeat and repeat
In this haze
Suddenly a spark
Impulse in my nervous stomache
Guttural noise from my throat
Its gone
Lost in the struggle
Floundering in what this means
Bouncing words
Tears in my eyes
Frustration takes over
We the gallery look to David
His eyes are closed softly
"Repeat goddamn it"
I smile
and Repeat
God I love this life
The struggle is beautiful
The endlesss number of ways
Anything can hit me
Say the same words
Hundreds and hundreds of times
Each time
Different
One night
Over a weary beer pong table
He shouts
Another repeats
Some reason
We long for repetition
I laugh I glow
In the amber light
In the kitchen of this shitty apartment
He says in ecstacy
We too
Cider rum and jello shots
This is the rest of our lives.
Math people do math
Science people with their science
We. Who are we.
We illuminate the human nature.
We should be so lucky.