Professor’s Tango
I seek your approval.
A nod
A glance
Acknowledgement
A sign
You see the talent
I am convinced
I contain
I seek your acceptance.
Of my work
Of the alliteration
Of my eviscerations
On a page
I believe YOU
Contain spells
That will
Finally
Convince me
Of my brilliance
I seek to find fear.
I have said too much
Or not enough
I seek your understanding.
I want you
To know that
I sit
In the back
I realize
That my energy
Is
Overwhelming
I do not ask questions
For fear of looking foolish
Or losing my composer
But I do not explain this
So
Have I upset you?
Should I have not withheld?
I seek for you to win.
To show me the world
So I can dissect it
Until it no longer bares
Any resemblance
To its original form
I seek for you too lead.
You are not the first
You will not be
The last