Beat
i let the drums run their
tiny fists all over
my body
the bass seizes
control of my heart beat and
i let the music ravage me
chords poke at
my gums and carve
underneath my molars
strings pluck at every
hair on my body making
them stand on end
painful lyrics leave my
throat charred when i
dare to sing along
harmonies swell my
eyes with tears and
after the final note
i walk home to
find off chords jammed
underneath my
fingernails and
metaphors and similes
weighing down my pockets
then i lay down and
cough up melodies
and rifts till i finally
come to a rest
– caroline indars hughes
