Monday, February 5, 2024

A Dusty Drum Kit - poem

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

A Dusty Drum Kit

 

In a re-sale shop in Huntington, Texas

 

Fronting for decaying videotapes

And clocks that will never again chime the time

Through tinny mechanical syncopation

A drum set reposes without percussion

 

An arpeggio of silent despair

Whose cymbals and snare impatiently wait

As do the bass and other impedimenta

For the hand of a youth who has something to howl

 

The next kid through the door might bell the cat:

“There it is – I will rhythm the truth with that!”

 

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