Thursday, January 1, 2015

Drummer



March if you would.
I prefer to walk.
Along gridlines and oil cloths.

Monuments to daybreak
Labyrinth places
Circular and all consuming.

"Tat Tat - Tat Tat Tat".
With a double four beat.
Pounding in the ears.

Life is a challenge.
A call to pickup sticks.
Still the drumming goes:

Where you dictate.
Hold dear.
And believe.

Fear not -
You are not the first to move to the beat of a different drummer.
And you won't be the last.

K.J.K.  01/01/2015

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