in love with cole porter

how difficult is it to hear another sing your song?
does it hurt deeply, or is there numb hatred.
the latter I'd say

I wish i could add my voice to hers and soar over
but no, i have been shunned by the under-qualified
i have been weighed and measured and found better

this will not do

of course I have been complimented,
but what good is that when my ears
cannot hear pitch through screams?

so i must stand in the wings while she glances
her eyes sparkle in the spot
all eyes to her

my companion leads her to her bows, and all the while
laughs over
they shine together

I hum to myself while the melody from my lips is multiplied to the masses from lips that aren't mine from a place that should be mine

Ah, that there was a blade engraved

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