Could've Been The Last Choice

This is beautiful, MiKaila.

One thing, did you mean its?

...and that it's tone
will find little
home
in their ears

Thanks homegirl!

Maybe I haven't had enough coffee, but I'm not sure what you mean?

its vs it's

it's isn't reading as smoothly to me

Oh gotcha! I might tweak it. I gotta read it a few more times :) Ty!

Either loud neighbors, family, or a headache.  Either which way, I enjoyed the imagery.

First, I must echo Ahavati on both her comments.  
   
1...This is beautiful, although I would also add an "absolutely" to that.  
   
2...If one Googles "its vs it's" and takes into consideration the rest of the piece in conjunction with the comp's intent,  
I find either could be correct depending on the author's meaning as a whole, and presuming the author's grammatical use is correct.  
   
"It's double base pedal      
throbs    
and hooks    
cymbals sparring..."  
   
Here, "It's" is either "it has or it is",
but if "its" was used it would show  
possession, and I feel either could
be correct.  
   
   
"...and that its tone    
will find little      
home    
in their ears"  
   
Here, "its"  shows possession or ownership of.  
   
   
So ends my critique portion of my comment, which leaves only my personal interpretation.  
      
   
"Knowing that no...    
it is no basement beat    
or snare    
barely catching tails of    
chords within old-hat    
neighbors' hearing"  
   
This stanza, in my mind, eliminates any noise being over heard by neighbors, but leaves intact a noise being heard by someone else, possibly the author or another.      
   
Using Poetryaccident's comment,    
"Either loud neighbors, family, or a headache.",  
   
I have ruled out loud noises, leaving only headache or family.  
The stanza referenced above containing "its",    
and taken in it entirety, to me, rules out a headache,  
thus leaving only family by process of elimination.  
   
"neverminding two cans of molten aftermath"  
   
To me, this indicates two persons will be upset for some reason.  
   
So, my take on the piece is that the author is attempting to decide whether to reveal some piece of information that if so revealed is not going to set well with two others.  
   
Regardless of any grammatical error or not, and whether my interpretation is close, the piece stands as yet another excellent example of why I consider the author to be a highly gifted poetess, and asset to DUP, showing the site is indeed fortunate to have her as a member.  
   
Teri  
   
PS...Switchfoot's song lyrics played a role in my interpretation.

Oh goodness Teri, thank you! I am always torn between wanting to connect with others more blatantly, but desiring (perhaps deeper) to remain vague and somewhat protected. I veer toward the latter also to allow readers to interpret their own feelings through my stuff, and I am really enriched by what you guys find. Honestly, the room for reflection as well as my own in wiriting things in the first place is doubly rewarding.

It's astounding how a small conjuctional word could be so important. Often it's easy to let things slide, but iron sharpens iron and you ladies have reminded me on here to question everything, I really appreciate that and your dedication to helping artists evolve <3 I'm really camping on "it's" or "its" now 😆

And YES for Switchfoot!! 🎸🎤

excellent imagery as always - red out loud so wonderfully - I love your poetry :-))))))

"neverminding two cans of molten aftermath" - thats just what my headphones are :-))))))))

Thank you so my dear :) I'm so glad you think that, because honestly oral flow (don't you even dare make a crack of innuendo LMAO) isn't really a concern of mine when I write, since I never perform.

Thank you so much, I love when people have different interpretations, and the same words can move people in different ways. It's certainly a joy to read works like that, and I'm very honored that you think that about my stuff <3

You make me regret selling my drum set so much....this made me sad in a happy way lol.

"in aches to go
un-thrumming"- i'll be humming the rest of the damn day....


the resonance from the third and fourth stanza takes me to an attic and a basement of yesteryear where anything musically was possible, inhibition was low, and memories the sculpted who i am today.

"Knowing that no...
it is no basement beat
or snare
barely catching tails of
chords within old-hat
neighbors' hearing
 
It's double base pedal  
throbs
and hooks
cymbals sparring... "

well penned AtoMik.

My sweet dear poetess  no one can.word lines such yours...very unique and specific...
Love the touch of music this one has...
Always Autumn xoxo <3