faint

If he says ooo one  more time… I’m through

because I get that… singing with endangered breathing
winking through lyrics fainting dead away
climbing falsetto as if snake charming
audience of beings without bones
whom can’t keep grip on a seat as it is
this by CD’s and airwaves

but if he says ooo with such sweltering conviction
… one more time

insisting from each plea
we need a dimly lit room for a certain commandment to break
and for sure the reservoir whistles
ears in handcuffs bracing on a dime

so if he says ooo like that…one more time

imo’ be…

I       am     gone