“How to Make a Song”
Sometimes the surface
of black and white keys
are frosted over.
Let warm fingers penetrate,
like a hot knife through bread.
Sometimes sounds
mimic the shrieks
of hyenas.
Shoo the beasts away
with binaural bells,
tibetan bowls,
and reverb louder
than an earthquake’s rumble.
Sometimes the drum’s maplewood
dries and shrivels.
Turn hands to water,
beating wetness
into a round frame.
Sometimes words
fall like shredded
paper pieces.
Swallow the confetti
and cough it up as one chorus.
-Ajala
About the Creator
Ajala B.
Creative writer, musician
Instagram: @jumasta
Music: Apple Music, Spotify, SoundCloud,
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