Thursday, July 5, 2012

marching snare drum, playstation 3, keyboard

1. sitting in the corner, yet there's not a speck of dust
2. i grab my favorite pair of drumsticks, positioning my hands into the middle finger grip
3. playing as hard as i can with smooth rhythms and rudiments
4. controlling rolls, and taps, my hands red and burning from nonstop practice
5. cold water soothes the playing pain, yet the practice will soon come again.

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