Amadeus
“Mozart!” “Mozart!”
Salieri cried out from the tv screen
in the guise of an ancient F. Murray Abraham.
An award winning role by both
Abraham and Hulce, I’ve always thought.
In fact, I’ve always felt Tom Hulce was the finer performance,
especially when you consider
his claim to fame is Animal House.
“Toga! Toga! Toga!” And of course, fucking Belushi.
Mozart’s music and Forman’s movie bring me closer to God.
There’s something about the way Forman captures the soul of Mozart’s muse.
It tears my soul from within me, carries me to the heavens.
But I lay on the couch, nodding off—
I’ve taken close to forty Vicoden tonight
and smoked a Hydro-blunt, the combination of the two
is the only thing that gets me off
anymore since the whiskey don’t work no more.
I nod off, waking only when the cigarette in my left hand
burns the back of my right hand. Again.
I catch the movie-Mozart’s high-pitched,
childlike giggle, and wonder how could genius,
how could something that takes us
so close to God be so, so, so… what’s the word I want?
I close my eyes again and feel the cold nose of my new puppy,
Amadeus, a Puggle, noses my cheek
as I slide down onto the couch, my cigarette
burning a hole in the cushion—a perfect, charred circle.
Mozart died at 1 a.m.
December 5, 1791 at the age of 35.
I’m 35, though I’m no Mozart. I pluck away at my guitar
sometimes, hoping to be Johnny Cash.
Sometimes I like to tell myself I’ve the genius
of Mozart, though I’d be more of a Shakespeare,
since, well, obviously I write.
Onscreen Salieri dresses as Mozart’s demon-father
inspiring him to write Don Giovanni. On the couch
Amadeus licks at the burn
I just put in my couch moments ago.
In my head my own father pays a visit
as my eyes drift shut
telling me again what a disappointment
I am. “Why can’t you just stop?” Why can’t I?
The next thing I know
the closing credits are scrolling
up the screen and Amadeus has fallen asleep
between my legs.
I light another cigarette,
knowing I shouldn’t, knowing I’ll nod off
and scar the hardwood floor.
But Amadeus is there to wake me
to take me closer to God with his final Requiem.