got my cigarettes out
got 'em lit
got the room dark, 'ceptin'
the moon light spillin' in through the parted
blinds onto the floor.
decided to unplug my entertainment set-
decided to plug in my
old victrola phonograph...
got mamma's old,
dusty LP's...chose Coltrane's
Love Supreme album, promptly drowin'
myself in his joint, Psalm.
Yo,
I got carried away...weavin' in and out of serpentine beats and prayer like
cadences...lovin' the way he merged rawness with a
certain sophistication.
i downed
the last big of merlot,
ridin' a high wave of his sensual tenor...
...like a rare unguent to
shattered nerves and raw feelins'''
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
somewhere along the midground
of the music i hear an old
diva scattin'
ti boppity bop bob...sweedle swee eeeee
doo doo do dobah ta la ladi la ti dah..ti dah....
i'm in a state
of euphoria and completeness...movin' quickly...reachin'
new things...reaching motions that unhinge me
but got me feelin great.
yo this how it be, caught up in a
Coltrane moment.
'House of Atreus' Publishing/2006
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