A Night With The Roaring Airplane

Breaking amplifier,
Break my soul,
Only to reharmonize an octave above.
Screech your primordial existence;
Uncover my hiding heart with your ancient voice.
May the jungle drums beat like the hunters prey.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is wicked good...allows the reader to go many different places..the nature of love, the basic human instincts that cry out..animalistic intuitive reactions...breaks the soul and often the heart, but it's worth it i think...i don't really regret any experiences...
i often hear the memories flying overhead.
j.

[Mark Mendoza]

Thank you j. It means a lot coming from a cool cat such as yourself. I enjoy your poetic response to the poem very much.