Where I Like To

Therapy like drumming
unlike ruminating
the animals like instruments
want not to be put down
unsure like a weak wave.

Nurse to despondency
strong to astringency
dedicated to treatment
pained to musicality
comes back to roost.

Where does a song come
from and to where flung
after it wears down your
nervy fingers where they have
scratched out the you-know-where.

Instead of walking fast
enough to work off stress
I shift to jaunty tongue
soaking up like a sponge
the melody-filled air.


About mrsorenson

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