Rhythm, rhythm is cool.
Soothing melodies awake a part of life you knew.
Drapping colors, embers hue sooth the enemy in you.
A cool world floats before your eyes.
Life you can, or can't despise.
Letting go, thoughts arise, that love is wise, love is wise.
Rhythms nations speak & burst forth
scattering DNA molecules, tumbling
over one another through infinite space.
Like a true rhythm soldier, armed against loss
and waiting for one true voice.
A rhythmic voice of melody and silence.
Old man, as your body leans against the bar table,
whiskey lips "mouth" penetrating questions.
Questions concerning flesh and hope,
fear and security, destination,