Offbeat

moving through life, we are all just a little off beat, off drum baseline’s time, quick, original foot- falls, synchronized asymmetry preying on fetid floors ahead of our crowns, as they raise precious pleas to vapid skies; maybe He listens, or not; lack of reason needs no outlet; percussive concussions sound anyway because those prayers resonate within us despite all our orchestrated missteps, urgent quirkiness; our flighty whims can change spontaneously, swayed on spot, or not, but may we never be dissuaded: though flawed, we saw it – is good. -text by Natural Disaster, inspired by Maurice Ravel