That’s right. I voiced one of my favourite poems. The Side They (Don’t) Like
Thoroughly enjoyed the process and will do more in the future. I copied the poem below so you can read along as I speak.
I navigate the battlefield pacifying every ill-intender with a collection of Swords
Repeat the prior sentence without the first S
And you’ll bear witness to how it takes a pen, or even less
To bring to attention the distance that exists between you
And the unseen heights of my plateau.
You shout all manner of things yet you know I can’t hear you
You’re all the way over there, and I’m over here
Layman terms for your planet and mine
Perhaps I ought to underline how aligned
I am to the stars. I’m not just another Leo,
I bear an unkempt mane
Thought formation teetering on insane
Why would I roar – when I need only soar,
Break the sky, and from space, re-arrange
My life’s pieces back into place.
Your awkward attempts to wither my flame
Are about as unsightly
As witnessing a giraffe throw up – arduous and long –
Like the time it would take to break down
Exactly where you’re going wrong.
See, with each subsequent step I take
The eye of the storm dilates
With each word, my thoughts levitate,
Marking yet another escape
From the self-sustaining prison
This world makes.
Your taxidermist has been stuffing you with garbage
Meanwhile, I jubilate to my bountiful literary harvest
Far-reaching words are at the tip of my tongue
Much like when I explore all your unseen bits
I promise, I never meant for any of this to sound erotic
It just tends to happen when you make a habit of being honest.
Look how considerate I am,
Even skipping a line to let you catch your breath,
I run in parallel with a calmness
Born from poetry and I being bound in marriage
I called myself a failure, but poetry was not having it
Master of the art, showing me how to repurpose
All of the Ls projected. Flipping them on their axis
Like another casual game of Tetris
Forming a continuous line, that in due time
Cancels itself out.
Still don’t believe in my prowess?
Tread the surface I ink for your enjoyment
A Mobius strip – It doesn’t matter where you begin
With each piece, with each end
I’ll keep you in the perceptual present.
– O.D. ©2020
Art by: AngelGanev
There will be more recordings like this in the future. Mostly depends on the length of the poem itself. I will also record poems I have done in the past; if you have any, in particular, you wish for me to voice please let me know.
Thoughts Like A Theme Park (Part 2) will be coming out tomorrow. For those interested in part 1 you can read it right here