not quite 4 to the floor

the band next door

were playing

not quite 4 to the floor

& we

were playing faster by the minute

not having a drummer

me on the bass not keeping score

they were riffing thru’ Hawkwind numbers

without the speed the brio

far worse the necessary feelings

& us?

we no longer liked each other much

had worn thru’ the goodwill

could pick holes in instrumentation

the picking fingering

the groove

now all we were

were bores to each other

but at least

we weren’t the band

next door