Bad Poetry for Tuesday

25 Nov

the lyric began in my brain
about a year ago
and landed in her diaphragm
(the first of two today)

from there she pushed it up and out
through her larynx
and into the air

the note, afloat,
would have been lost
had it not been for
diaphragm number two

this one somewhat smaller,
and located in a microphone

from major to diminished
we hit them all before we finished

but after all was sung and done
the tracks were hollow
and sounded kind of crappy
like they were phased or something

i can no longer recommend using
a Rode tube microphone

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