HER HEART IS A DRUMKIT

her heart is a drumkit
crash cymbal flash light
boom bap across the stage
that splays her arms
across forever dance stoned
caffeine fingers smoke rings
emanating to the consolation
of every single constellation

her heart is a drumkit
kick drum dig deep
into the well rock drop
ripples into persistent
persistent persistent
legs against legs
harmonic hopesong
lost in honesty

that’s where to be lost

her heart is a drumkit
rolling snare downhill
kissed to death to bed
to sleep to dream to love
again and over and again
punch to the heartgut
drumkit kickdrum
snare snare snare
legs against legs
bottom of the bot
bottom of the bot
bottom of the bottom
of the bottom of the
well rock deep
deep skip lost drum
kick drum beat drum
kick snare lost drum
drum lost in honesty
honestly lost in honest
we lost in honestly we
honor thee honestly
lost in honestly
that’s where to be lost

her heart
a drumkit
and we
lost in
hones
ty

COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2016

Author: brice maiurro

Denver poet. Author of Stupid Flowers, out now through Punch Drunk Press.

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