The Sun Set (The Carrier Kit)

Things with strings, confounding

And yet I'll ask to borrow the cello

Pretend to play, pretend to learn how

Give it back after a week or so


I'll admire old reliable

With his six wires of endless possibilities

But I won't get the itch

And there will be nothing to cure


Then I turn around and see

Those big and bountiful things

So rosy and round, filled with the light

That always finds me feeling good.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A drum kit is like a beautiful woman.

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