Full-bounce, full taps -
the odd rim-shot
snapped out
the rapping rain asserts
its skylight presence.
Entranced -
I listen as
it riffs away -
a paradiddle plenitude
marks my emergence
into day.
Then lightening
fires a cymbal crash
a bass drum sostenuto
now holds sway.
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