I wrote this poem below about a year ago (love it). Fitting for this week of synchronization and interconnectedness, I think it needs no explanation. Let me know your interpretation and what you think/feel here! P.S. the drums are your heart.THE DRUMS I want the drums, I want the drums I want want, bang bang, feet! Hand turns to fist without a friend, Flow clenched to thin secrete. ~ If I don’t hear the rum pum pum I will not dance or see! I’ll fill my veins with other food, Clog more than arteries. ~ I know, I know, I know, I know, That full is not fulfilled. Adorned means not adored, but still I eat and wear what’s killed. ~ I’ll rummage through, past all the noise, To hear that waning beat. The one that says that we-are-one, Silence ‘I want’, ‘I need’.