The Closet Musician

He keeps a guitar in the janitor's closet
picks it up when he gets the chance
the sound is wooden, glorious and full
as it echoes off of the closet walls

the closet musician and his melodic escape
into a world of vibrant colors
that fly
and dance
and rain from his guitar
into the air that surrounds him
the closet musician

melodies jump from his guitar to the floor
where they scurry around in circles
then chords fall all over the place
like a pile a packaging foam

the closet musician and his melodic escape
into a world of vibrant colors
that fly
and dance
and rain from his guitar
into the air that surrounds him
the closet musician

the notes travel through the boxes
under the mop and over the vacuum
painting the room with sound waves
that bounce around in the walls and never leave

the closet musician and his melodic escape
into a world of vibrant colors
that fly
and dance
and rain from his guitar
into the air that surrounds him
the closet musician