by A.J. Fife
kick
snare
melodies rolling over hills
tires screeching over staves
kick
snare
tss tss tss
symphony of cymbals
triangular signs
with falling rock symbols
enter the bass:
sine wave tarmac oscillating through nature reserves
babbling brook
leading into the bridge
here comes the breakdown: drop the snares
kick
kick
kick
windmilling in the hard shoulder
for an encore of motion
drumstick thumb
beating on air
we strike a chord heat distortion on the horizon
just fillin’ in time
tom
tom
tom
this next line’s my favourite
just wait for it…
just wait for it…
yellow
gap
yellow
gap
yellow
gap
kick
snare
crescendo
A. J. Fife is a short fiction writer and poet. Originally from the UK, he now lives and teaches in Thailand. His hobbies include: diving in waterfalls, rummaging in second-hand bookshops and sampling dusty vinyl records. He has work forthcoming in Sylvia Magazine.
