The Bad! Slam! No! Biscuit! stage is always set up with two microphones, but usually only one of them gets used. This was a poem for the other one.
You're a little left of centre but I like you that way
The ignored wallflower that stands mute
But with a word you arc up
And amplify thought
That's not to say you repeat without question
You're prone to distortion
And occasionally what you think is gentle feedback
Is enough to overwhelm and annoy us all
But I love you, standing stage right
Backed into a corner
We can strike together
And set fire to the night
In the remnants of the ashes
I will cradle you as a child
Singing sweet lullabies into your ear
Until we both fade out...
Occasional dispatches of florid prose and metre.
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