Little Rockstar Hurricane

This is a soliloquy
in the form of discourse.
Feedback jolts, shocks
but changes not
what has been set down in the annals of forever.

This lasts forever if unread.
This lasts a lifetime so long as the fires
remain unfed by the spark of your humanity.
This lasts until the rumblings of your mind
ripples the surface of its meaning.

Bend my will little rockstar hurricane.

All thought is but fleeting if not for the reader.
All thought is but fleeting if not for the reader.
All thought is but meaningless if not for the reader.

All soliloquies are meant to be heard.