Percussion rattles me

Behind my xylophone ribs

My arms swing

To the two step


My vocal chords

go out of key

Improvising a version

Covering me


My drums stick fingers roll

My pedal feet kick

I’m ensnared

behind crashing symbols


These string veins

vibrate in movements

Crescendos falling

on time’s signature


I try to compose myself

Put ink to the sheet

But I don’t know where to start

or what’s a suitable beat


So, I play an open string

and let the note drone

write a song with one note

a tone, all on it’s own



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