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fillmore

they was all rememberin'
the real fillmore
the beat
thelonius lines and runs
and the ghost of booker t.
lookin' for something better

the bouncing night
be bop angels in tweed duds
slick felt fedoras
smooth jazz tickles
like a peacock feather

a brick a-bricka bang
brick streets
red spectre of the days
kinda wrangles
smoothly shakes on by
syncopate my soul to the sounds years gone

i can still hear throbbing
in every dirty grain of sand
this city's concrete blanket

who wants to sleep
when the moon
spins like luminescent vinyl

cornucopia
phonograph horn
whispy
raspy
beautifully torn sound
little ants born into the middle of it
pilgrims of stutter picked geetar strings
spinning on the edge of sound

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On Friday April 29th, 2005, Kinkypoptart (765) writes:

Really takes me back... to about 50 years before I was even born. Great write ~*~Tart~*~

On Wednesday March 31st, 2004, manywalks (950) writes:

This gave me the sense of quiet, almost eager foreboding in reverse. ~ mw

On Sunday March 28th, 2004, King_Crazy_Dave (423) writes:

i feel i've indulged in something i dont deserve.

On Friday March 26th, 2004, TropicalSnowstorm (751) writes:

Fantastic piece! I love the lines "i can still hear throbbing in every dirty grain of sand this city's concrete blanket" - I feel something like that when I go to Memphis on Beale Street. Ciao, T/S

On Friday March 26th, 2004, TropicalSnowstorm (751) writes:

Oh, and DP mail me the address where I can send the hats to you. We have Fedex service in Herat now.

On Wednesday March 24th, 2004, Bast (895) writes:

absolutely beautiful fishy... sometimes i feel your poetry isn't meant to be read... it's meant to be danced. this was one of those times.

On Tuesday March 23rd, 2004, flying_fox (769) writes:

Fantastic... it just so happens I had some classic blues on when I read this - a perfect accompaniment. I could feel New Orleans coming on with this one. Fox

On Saturday March 20th, 2004, Wish Upon A Star (385) writes:

*nods* The line Ship quoted was extraordinarily beautiful. God, how wonderful. ~Wish Upon AS tar

On Saturday March 20th, 2004, Urban Shipwreck (985) writes:

This was very melancholy and soothing. "who wants to sleep when the moon spins like luminescent vinyl" Great, great lines. This had a very magical and nostalgic feel to it. Awsome job. ~Ship!

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