Percussion

Your voice persists

I'm caught in the mists

The weight on my shoulders

Spreading to my hands

Wishing I could hold hers

I'd cancel all my plans

The knot in my throat

Your face infests

Feelings float

My chest, pressed

Like stagnant water

Waiting for rapids to come

The sun is getting hotter

But my fingers are numb

My metronome

Please take me home