Tagged: musician

all day, the rain falls

all day, the rain falls
in brooklyn like a fugue,
repeating the same
theme on its way
down – ledge, leaf,
rung, stoop,
ledge, leaf, rung,
stoop, ledge,
leaf, rung, stoop –
rubato-
ing and
accelerando-ing
together
with the ease of
a seasoned symphony
.
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we were in the car,

we were in the car,
listening to The Cranberries,
like every third or
twenty-third newly and
nearly newly coupled,
lovestruck or not yet
requited, waiting
to grow older
while sitting
in the parking
lot of the universe –
Dolores felt like forever
.
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twenty years later,

twenty years later,
we are revisiting Morton
Subotnick’s Silver
Apples of the Moon
on a
full Beaver Moon – who knew
we’d be still this geeky
.
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you have managed

you have managed
to build a luminous
fort with hand-picked
catchphrases. i am
still trying to string a
word or two across my
ukulele to strike
a suitable tension
.
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in the same way the

vivienne, you are

vivienne, you are
exercising those powerful
lungs from the second

floor, ready for a lifetime
of song and dance, some shrieking
.
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as if john cage himself

as if john cage himself
tapped its little
wings, the early
bird began
chirping at 4:33
this morning, nearly
an hour before
the crack of dawn
.
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