melted

i'm a conductor

i'm a conductor
watch as the music flows through me
my head to my toes
i am immersed
forte to piano, crescendo, diminuendo
i fly through the notes
cut time within my grasp
the applause is deafening
but the piece is not yet over
and i am gliding by
endings and second endings, ritardando
i finish, lift my hands! listen
it's applause, but not for me
the orchestra has played wonderfully
and the feedback from the audio system
sends electricity up my spine
shocker! i have fallen off my pedestal
i am no better than any of them, no higher
electric shock! i am paralyzed there
the crowd tramples me, hoping for
autographs from the band float over my head
crescendo, diminuendo.