Tuesday, August 16, 2005


The best part about headphones
Is the suspension of reality
When the volume is high and the dementia is low

How yelling like a banshee in a fully packed ballroom,
Seems acceptable

As long as Silverchair's Neon Ballroom
Is orchestrating your screams.

How saving the universe is palpable
On the back of a landspeeder
Somewhere on the planet Bumblebee

As long as the theatre's thundering stereo
Is managing your dreams.

The best part about reality
Is the suspension of headphones
When you scream like a banshee

And your mother screams back
Get the fuck out.

So you do.
On the seat of your landspeeder,
Back to your home on the planet Bumblebee.