New Poem

I wrote this two days ago while listening to "Neuköln" by David Bowie. Bowie plays the sax admirably, and I love saxophonists like John Coltrane, Ornette Coleman, and Pharoah Sanders. I knew this would come someday, and here it is.

"A Tribute to Saxophone Squiggles"

That ephemeral warmth
Emanating from its golden bell
Begins to wrap around you
While dancing on blade's edge
Only to rise and sink between
The mountains and canyons
Found in the furrows of your brain
And so, a leaf on the pedestal
Gets caught in the slipstream
And from that point forward
It erupts into flame
That is extinguished only
At song's end