If my life were an orchestra, what instrument would I be today (?), asked a good man across miles and miles and miles…

…a piccolo or violin, though musically ephemeral,
depends on the rest of the orchestra the way
drums don’t. Kettle drums, snare drums, a whole caboodle of them.
Crude, but bold on their own,
the drums set foundations for the rest of the orchestra
to skirt around - they’re necessary, complementary, and
without them the orchestra would still function, nobody would point out
what's missing, though
the music may fall apart.

(notapoem, a pome, maybe)