Percussion ambitions

Tabla fusion ish

2016/09/01

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Dancing on a Mountain

Zinging mountain breeze
Slapped into my face like some game of
Mischief and cacophony.
Dancing on the hilltop like a happy child
And sharing jokes with local friends like they’re the answers to a life worth living.
It’s a prestigious world out here in the boonies
Where I’m sworn in, like some captain of some imaginary ship
or better yet, like the Queen of the World,
or a monk, or a monkey.
Who cares
Nothing matters up here
So forget the rest down there.
As the queen of the nomads and the mountain birds
I hereby rule
That we party all day.

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