06-06-2006, 03:50 PM
poem entitled: Memories In-tune....
Auditorium fills with random murmurs of outside experiences and muffles the sound as the band on the stage rehearses to the primitive sounds of B-flat and A-major chords from conductor piano conversing to the rest of his/her fellow instruments like army drill sergeants in note linguistics and attempting to cohesively get the rest of the squad on the same pattern of lefts and rights in hopes of achieving harmonic perfection. Lights flicker on and off to visual Zorro
Auditorium fills with random murmurs of outside experiences and muffles the sound as the band on the stage rehearses to the primitive sounds of B-flat and A-major chords from conductor piano conversing to the rest of his/her fellow instruments like army drill sergeants in note linguistics and attempting to cohesively get the rest of the squad on the same pattern of lefts and rights in hopes of achieving harmonic perfection. Lights flicker on and off to visual Zorro
