Home – Paul Andrew Sneddon

I’ve got a little Park
20W amp.
It sits under a table
in the bedroom.

I’ve owned it for 30 years,
and still some days,
when the rain tumbles down
and my feet can’t get on the ground,
I unwrap the wire,
I plug it in.

I unspool the guitar lead
and plug it into my guitar,
full of soul.

I turn the volume up,
make a chord on the fretboard,
and my hand hits the strings
no pick, no plectrum,
just connection.

And the notes wash over me,
and fill the room.
I feel them.
I hear them.
I am them.

I am home.