Erase, Rewind Poem by Tanya K.Tuomi

Erase, rewind, start with the new recording
An easy path when you don't like the sounds
The real is tune, no falsity, no cacophony
But I can't stand the way my life resounds

A bit of loneliness, some scent of desperation
A lot of aimlessness, whole lot of disbelief
A touch of grey (My skies are often low
And days are pale as an autumn leaf)

There is a vehicle for the oil paintings
When words are wrong, the ‘backspace' button's here
Erase, rewind and start to live all over
Oh, you are laughing, aren't you, my dear?

(2002)