Rythm
The poems in my mind
Always seem to rhyme
Not a single note
Comes floating out my throat
But rhymes all the time
Can't seem to get past
All these rhymes that last
And last
Before I last spoke
The rhymes floated out
Now I have added a drummer too
It's a band
In my silly land
Always in my mind
Forever out of time
The musical notes
Of which
I spoke
Copyright © Kim Stone | Year Posted 2024
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