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If I could eat music, I’d never starve.
I’d have abundance that I’d never stop eating.
Endless music, my heart to carve,
I’d drown myself in thus, never fleeting.
The sonatas are my appetizer,
The sonatinas’ my entre,
All while listening to the jazz improviser.
Dinner and a show, I’d say.
Perhaps a minute waltz for a dessert
And a concerto to wash it down;
Like my own personal concert
Where I’m the queen, and you’re my golden crown.
A nice juicy Bach invention
Sitting on my plate
Grabbing me to gain my attention,
Toying with me; playing with my cruel fate.
Built on seamless broken chords,
Embellished with dissonance;
Much like the broken records,
But with beauty and reverence.
But dare take away this love of mine
My heart will surely break.
Suffer without food to dine
And my life, Hermes will certainly take.
My mind would drown in the sea’s fleet;
My body, just an empty shell to carve.
Without that abundance, I’ve faced defeat;
Without my music, I will starve.
I’d have abundance that I’d never stop eating.
Endless music, my heart to carve,
I’d drown myself in thus, never fleeting.
The sonatas are my appetizer,
The sonatinas’ my entre,
All while listening to the jazz improviser.
Dinner and a show, I’d say.
Perhaps a minute waltz for a dessert
And a concerto to wash it down;
Like my own personal concert
Where I’m the queen, and you’re my golden crown.
A nice juicy Bach invention
Sitting on my plate
Grabbing me to gain my attention,
Toying with me; playing with my cruel fate.
Built on seamless broken chords,
Embellished with dissonance;
Much like the broken records,
But with beauty and reverence.
But dare take away this love of mine
My heart will surely break.
Suffer without food to dine
And my life, Hermes will certainly take.
My mind would drown in the sea’s fleet;
My body, just an empty shell to carve.
Without that abundance, I’ve faced defeat;
Without my music, I will starve.
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From the girl who ate more than just dreams...
I needed to write this, I just had to.
I wrote this a while ago, when I was so focused on homework, I couldn't seem to be able to get to the music in which I loved. I hadn't been able to play my bassoon in my band class in about two weeks, and I hadn't been able to practice my bassoon or piano outside of school in about two weeks also because I was too busy drowning in homework and marching band practices. I even had to miss marching band one day to catch up on homework. That day, I wrote this. I just couldn't take it anymore. I had to write something to at least be near my music, somehow.
My mind just kept going back to the phrase "If I could eat music". I first thought of it when I had to leave my band class a bit early to go to lunch (it's a bit of a long story, but basically I'm not supposed to be in that class, but I'm allowed to be in it for the first 20 or so minutes, but then I have to leave for lunch) but I just didn't want to leave. I didn't feel hungry, so why should I have to stop playing to go eat food that I didn't even want? I felt like music was my food, and just playing it, I could consume the music I played and I'd never be hungry.
Sadly, my plan failed when walking to the cafeteria and my stomach started growling and I realized just how hungry I had been all this time.
But if I could just eat music...
Haha, I'd be super fat if I could just eat music.
~Also, just letting you guys know, mentioning Hermes is a reference to Greek Mythology. In the myths, Hermes, god of travelers, thieves, etc, took dying souls down to the underworld. So, basically I'm saying that without music, I'd die.
I needed to write this, I just had to.
I wrote this a while ago, when I was so focused on homework, I couldn't seem to be able to get to the music in which I loved. I hadn't been able to play my bassoon in my band class in about two weeks, and I hadn't been able to practice my bassoon or piano outside of school in about two weeks also because I was too busy drowning in homework and marching band practices. I even had to miss marching band one day to catch up on homework. That day, I wrote this. I just couldn't take it anymore. I had to write something to at least be near my music, somehow.
My mind just kept going back to the phrase "If I could eat music". I first thought of it when I had to leave my band class a bit early to go to lunch (it's a bit of a long story, but basically I'm not supposed to be in that class, but I'm allowed to be in it for the first 20 or so minutes, but then I have to leave for lunch) but I just didn't want to leave. I didn't feel hungry, so why should I have to stop playing to go eat food that I didn't even want? I felt like music was my food, and just playing it, I could consume the music I played and I'd never be hungry.
Sadly, my plan failed when walking to the cafeteria and my stomach started growling and I realized just how hungry I had been all this time.
But if I could just eat music...
Haha, I'd be super fat if I could just eat music.
~Also, just letting you guys know, mentioning Hermes is a reference to Greek Mythology. In the myths, Hermes, god of travelers, thieves, etc, took dying souls down to the underworld. So, basically I'm saying that without music, I'd die.
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this is a sensual high in words-nearly like the sound of music, truly