'And Judas went outside, flung down the pieces of silver
And hanged himself' *
Hi Jack!
Saved my day, kept it indoors
Canned my sunshine in cold storage, now I’m cool.
But what’s this crack in the glass?
Music slipped through, I know it was you, now I'm hungry!
Tamed my ocean, stuck it in a cage
Took my thunderbolts from the storm, now I’m safe.
But what’s this crack in the glass?
Music slipped through, I know it was you, now I’m hungry!
Tethered my imagination, fed it pellets
Poured my dreams into a drum, now I’m dank.
But what’s this crack in the glass?
Music slipped through, I know it was you, now I’m hungry!
Made my self, found it people
Froze my friends into a mirror, now I’m them.
Sold my soul, bagged my silver,
Wiped the rainbow from the temple, now I'm right.
But what’s this crack in the glass?
Music slipped through, I know it was you
I want your clarinet, orchestrated joy
And I’ll blow up the plane unless I can have it
Hi Jack!
What's this crack in the glass?
What's this crack in the glass?
What's this crack in the glass?
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This one I get! Pete…. Well, I think I do…. I love it that the music slips through when I least expect it and feel most distant from the source.
Judas’ Story makes me sad. I think he was a zealot, trying to force Jesus to reveal his hand – play the messiah card – start the war which would overthrow the oppressors and when he finally gets it, it’s too late. Well he thinks it’s too late. He repented with his life. Did the music slip through in those last seconds? I hope so.
yeah I hope so too Val. It’s a scary poem but it reminds me of moments when I myself am trying to be ‘right’ with God in the wrong kind of way.
Ha! So meant a different thing to me completely – that’s the way fo art. 🙂