My Song

September 27, 2007
By Jennifer Pearl, Yardley, PA

Resonate.
Shake, rock, break the chords,
over and over in thoughtlessness


the moment moves so
Head tossed with the
Body heat
Reverberate around the room;



the floor is shaking

as we
Rip, rip, tear it up
Oh, how we lose ourselves







The scraps are for recycling.


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.



SciArc

MacMillan Books

Aspiring Writer? Take Our Online Course!