A Twenty Minutes poem.
Lowbrow I May Be But I Know What I Like
Oh, that sassy little section
in the middle of the tune –
Not a tune a symphony you say –
and I say
Tune is what you say
if it has a sassy little section
that’s getting too full of itself now
as I listen a little more
But wait –
now it’s been interrupted by intruders
insinuating themselves in and taking over
flowing along in a sticky kind of way, yes, that is it,
syrupy, and bogging down.
Let’s get some action here
I think that’s what this other part’s trying to say
but its feet are stuck
That’s why there’s that pause. It catches itself
and is trying something else.
– A new movement, you say –
Darn right and about time, I say
listening to hear if the sassy little section
makes its way back again.