Music History

I sit in this room
for little more than an hour
twice a week
And I can see
that you enjoy
hearing yourself talk
I imagine time would pass
much more easily
if I felt the same

And you’re consumed
in this pseudo-sophistication
but I see through
to the mediocrity
of your mere humanity

Your words are no more
than a disguise
to mask the fact
that you are just like
every one of us

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