Beleive me , i do not refer to the one heard at the rock shows, or even the one behind the jazz bands lead singer, carrying the song from somewhere in the background. No, not even close. And we all know this sound. Everyone has heard it , even visually watched it. And yet , it never changes. Few constants can be found....this drum does not stop.
This creation does not evoke memories..no, try longings. The longing in which to create a verb. Go , leave, walk ,run , faster now, oh wait.
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Nevermind....that drum is still there. Where to go, what to do. Timing every move. When to go , when to leave , when to walk, when to run......
God someone turn off the clock....
xoxoxox
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