i'm a few prompts behind.

i told krystal that i was going to preface some of what i write with something like this, and it's more for my benefit than yours. so just fyi, i've put little thought and no editing into this piece, AND i'm only sharing it because i feel like i need to force myself to not be so uptight about sharing my writing. :) and after that uplifting intro, here you go....



i am the black cord stilly slithering in a bed of green blades.
without me
this show is nothing but an acoustic whisper
in a sea of drunken unappreciatives.
i am the aorta to the heart of the city of speakers.
i am largely unnoticed and ignored.
i'm only touched by the roadies
who ignore my scuffs and stickiness as they unwind me and
leave me to inconspiculously do my job.
my secret power is masked in rubbery darkness.
i am a musical super hero.