Established 1999
The Microphone Speaks:
So this is how it feels
to be outdated:
watching headsets couple
with main acts every night
while I haven’t had
a date for months.
Go ahead, call me
the vestigial organ
of the music industry.
I am the myth
of the appendix.
Now, singers’ hands
are free to become birds
taking flight to the bass drum’s
pulse. It’s okay, I know
when you talk about me,
you use words like
irrelevant. Yes, I am the wing
of an earthbound ostrich.
I am the male
nipple. If I am used,
it is only as an accessory,
So, please: tie your sweaty
bandana around me.
Flourish me in flamboyant
figure eights. Brush your salty
lips against me one last time.
Remember with me
every last night
for the past 100 years
when you needed me
as much as I still need you.