Day 11 - freewrite

(Taking part in the NaPoWriMo challenge... I'll catch up later on Days 1-10)


the sweat of skin
of drum
that beats a sweetness
burning into your nostrils

you are home once more
returned

with one gulp of air
which tastes of earth
and song

and the tambourine man
hollers a hallelujah chorus
with that same tangy voice

you got to hear to believe

it feels like nothing
but the blood
pounding inside your ear

drum and chords
that cannot be broken
like words

susurrated by lisping spirits
and something happened
and all I know...

and there is fire

once more
we are home