The bent cage of bones
beat of drones,
rattle and shaken.
Fate cast and taken.
Sinew strung and weathered
hardened and tethered
deepens the tone
sharpens alone.
Clattered and clacken
chattered like chickens
finger strokes of same
masticate and maim.
Bone king knows
the beat of the crow
the beat of the village
the defeat of the sage.
And the Queen of the beat
sing song repeat
has slur, slide and zither
scat, rest and twitter.
And the join like a riff
the skewed like a tiff
brings home to the haven
song of the maven.
The heartbeat needs mellow
the fingers the tallow
cause the flame burns true
in the beat of the brew.
