I plan
to sit very still
not move
for an hour…
Music
gallop, gallop
all the way…
walk into the water,
it swallows you,
breath in the moment
is trapped in your lungs….
warm brass breath
rising on summer evening…
trombones
jab orange javelins
into the air…
forget sleep, we are
the unending…
am i the only person who loves an utterly petty breakup song not the oh you broke my heart woe is me kind…
Rise and soar,
on the wings,
and on the strings,
never to bore…
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…
