Band Room II
by Rachel JohnsonTrumpets
and bass drums.
Things we learned in High School
to play, to manipulate,
to master.
But, I turned my back
on the syncopated melody
of my childhood in the Band Room
and left those people
behind.
I sought adventures of my own.
What I didn’t realize,
what I couldn’t hear
above the sound of my own beating heart—
the music never stopped
and I was the one
they all
left behind.
05/20/2014