as if you didn't hear the chirping of the birds in the air
the crickets kept buzzing on this hot and humid day
deafening and beaming out loud the speakers are tired
the message wasn't heard in spite of the loud bouts
of beats unscripted, unheard, made not to last
as if you didn't feel the rhythm of the bell
it bolted in a jolt like symphony
the gentle movement of the flesh slowly
turning the red river drink of air for the cells
to taste its sweet and sour honey as it drained
it melted slowly caught in the sea
of surreptitious sound waves
as it broke, drowned by the million heartbeats
it plunged and fell then left for eternity...
