05-13-2014, 06:14 PM
Jazz
--I'm looking for a poem about a conversation between different sound-making instruments
Mid-afternoon[,] as quiet as can be[,]
inside a bustling city, cars telling you
what you forgot
on a high note.
--this is someone who ran a red light and got honked at. cool.
Your cheekbones
are my wishing bone, tied
with great care
yet barely, to the reverse end
of my drunken hands.
--the image is a face superimposed on hands gripping 2 and 10?
Such giddy
pleasure having you
at mere arm’s length; this crazy
saxophonist bent
double, smuggling last breaths
over the pulsing border.
--a traffic accident and the narrator is dying
Light ceases, in between
the gust of wind
has died
beside the blackness of your eye,
--gust of wind calls to the idea of a horn section
the silence now
grows viscose
--viscous?
with defeat.
--someone who fought for life lost the struggle?
Is this a car speaking to a driver who just wrecked the car?
--I'm looking for a poem about a conversation between different sound-making instruments
Mid-afternoon[,] as quiet as can be[,]
inside a bustling city, cars telling you
what you forgot
on a high note.
--this is someone who ran a red light and got honked at. cool.
Your cheekbones
are my wishing bone, tied
with great care
yet barely, to the reverse end
of my drunken hands.
--the image is a face superimposed on hands gripping 2 and 10?
Such giddy
pleasure having you
at mere arm’s length; this crazy
saxophonist bent
double, smuggling last breaths
over the pulsing border.
--a traffic accident and the narrator is dying
Light ceases, in between
the gust of wind
has died
beside the blackness of your eye,
--gust of wind calls to the idea of a horn section
the silence now
grows viscose
--viscous?
with defeat.
--someone who fought for life lost the struggle?
Is this a car speaking to a driver who just wrecked the car?