Note Breathing
you remind me of
the smell that wood evokes after the rains have
ranted and raged all over the coast,
sending up small slivers of water through my bark
and making green leaves appear as if from
nowhere
Even in midwinter you are a bright persisting light,
overbearing, searing and painful,
blistering heat that stays trapped
between the mountainsides that have seen millenia
of orange and purple matched sunsets and
the tides that rise and fall and rise and fall
you whisper through the wind, chasing, chasing
me and squeezing life through me
I don't dare to inhale what I have exhaled
for I know what entails is a mixture of George Washington
and Miles Davis molecules circulating for centuries
this is the general rule
If I inhale will I receive the jazz-huskiness of a
baritone sax, blowing its way through another
made-for hollywood sex scene-
gimme that old time religion that you remind me of!
and when I inhale, let it be on the first word of the
second bar of twelve bar blues that
you just reminded me of
new song.
the smell that wood evokes after the rains have
ranted and raged all over the coast,
sending up small slivers of water through my bark
and making green leaves appear as if from
nowhere
Even in midwinter you are a bright persisting light,
overbearing, searing and painful,
blistering heat that stays trapped
between the mountainsides that have seen millenia
of orange and purple matched sunsets and
the tides that rise and fall and rise and fall
you whisper through the wind, chasing, chasing
me and squeezing life through me
I don't dare to inhale what I have exhaled
for I know what entails is a mixture of George Washington
and Miles Davis molecules circulating for centuries
this is the general rule
If I inhale will I receive the jazz-huskiness of a
baritone sax, blowing its way through another
made-for hollywood sex scene-
gimme that old time religion that you remind me of!
and when I inhale, let it be on the first word of the
second bar of twelve bar blues that
you just reminded me of
new song.