Rise and soar,
on the wings,
and on the strings,
never to bore…
Music
the snare drum throbs,
one foot presses the gas pedal,
one foot pumps the pedal
to the timpani…
so back when it was tis the season
i went caroling
but yall know i wasnt about to leave the house…
so how long did you make it
listening to the enforced cheerfulness?
i only made it about a minute…
It doesn’t have to be real, or anything all that new, it could be one you steal, and […]
the rug, my dear,
has been yanked
out from under me…
What’s with these songs,
which are borderline showtunes,
with their orchestra…
A pleasant change up,
or a booming motion down…
Thump and roar,
sink and soar,
fast and slow,
high and low…
Sometimes listening to silence,
can be more engrossing,
than the most complex symphony…
