Mad Head - Part I
The slow glow
from the opaque street light near Bleecker
floating to a raunchy head beat
distinct smell of eucalyptus honey
visions of thick drops running down
sides of my Enola's mason jars
extract thoughts of jazz
prepare to ride a riff with Trane
along side Dizzy's altering scales of composition spiraling... Simply out of this world!
"I'll never go back to Georgia" licks
crisscross, seducing with his hurricane horn
stopping long enough to hear Moody scat
skedaddle with Pozo melting two
dawned virtuoso "Manteca"
thumping mad Max into memory
instead of memorex
easy flow where my mind go
groove side daddy do good
waited inside Sweet Basil
El Dios of drums
first hit pop!
full blown litany of sound boiling my blood ...whop!
unleash the beast to rhythms so loosely abandoned
Splitting invisible half note into quarters
Even the winded pursuit of indistinct change could not rearrange this chain
cold,raw, & stiff bone
it's two a.m.
skins are thin
bartender tend glass
spill of warm Hennessy
no ice please
these cats cool
ol' buttermilk sky
while I drinking, dragging straw
across pink formica
sniff! last bit of blow
Moment the light blew out... From the storm
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