Poetry, out there, somewhere, sharing the muse.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Alive and yet dying

Listening to Jazz
keeps me alive
Flowing cool
blood through these hot veins
Eyes closed
leaning back
letting the rhythm and notes
hit me.
Cool cat
How about that
Same time
Heart slowing down
Chocolate causing frown
Ache growing larger
as we get nearer to departure
nothing to fill
this growing void
'cept some jazz beats
rhythm and blues
sad trumpet tunes
fit my mood
solitude
beat poetry
all about me
aching for my heart
being torn apart
fixing for some blues
anything for the muse

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