STRIDES OF MUSIC by Lucky Labaya
STRIDES OF MUSIC
by Lucky Labaya
That music should
pace as slow as possible.
That what should sail
into ears are stroked strings
of a guitar.
That haste in it means defiance
rides on its meter—
That if it hurries: it isn’t
of the rising dust of stamping feet.
That it isn’t good
for where cartilage narrows.
–
What
crawls out of some lips is: so
long it thuds hard and it is
impatient enough to pace
hurriedly, it needn’t be given
a listen.
–
What about the ones
that now broaden their cheeks from
years of bowing heads after
NF’s tune found its way
into their headphones?
What would have been of
them when they did make yeah
a refrain that overrode their thoughts
as they kept facing the ceiling while
toasting a dice on the floor,
contemplating what a single
squeal could do.
Source: From the Rebel Issue (October 2019)
STRIDES OF MUSIC
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
LUCKY LUBAYA is a poet and fiction writer who writes from Zambia. He pens poems to have a better understanding of the world and to smear different emotions on paper and his word app. If not writing, he spends his time taking a reasonable stroll and finding delight in stuff that fits being art.
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