Rhythm Rain –
Rhythm rain, crackle drumming beat,
Coldly feigned, singing solemnly,
Wooden bars, pounding hatching deep,
Metal ringing thoughts and apologies. The first
Step lands firm, second step falls shallow,
Third breath underwater, fourth pain feels hollow,
Thirty raindrops later fifth step slips under
Sixth pain is my head inflicting two blackouts and my
Eyes don’t want to open, kick board breaking thunder,
On the ground amidst sea mist ear buzz
Feedback wind formed flame hiss grief trips
And what does,
Thoughts wrack hate born sore wrist sunder
And I can hear the rhythm rain.
And there’s more coming soon.