Dali Atomicus by Philippe Halsman
Soft sounds while quietude silently roars.
Stillness screams in my head discontented.
I'm unhappy here, restless to my pores.
I yearn for trouble; I'm malcontented.
Make violins screech and cats fly through air
with waters gushing rivers on the run.
Quiet must end; I begin to despair.
Make noise, that rambunctious clatter of fun.
Why does excitement pause like a shy girl
while ennui stabs me with nothingness pricks?
Strike up the band! Find good china to hurl!
Throw out those stoics along with their tricks!
Boredom whisper-kills in vaporous hues.
Blot it out with red-dressed obstinate blues.
Copyright 2008 JO Janoski