So smooth
The sound of jazz
Pouring from his gold sax
I listen with utmost rapture
All day
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So smooth
The sound of jazz
Pouring from his gold sax
I listen with utmost rapture
All day
All day
I waited for
you under the blazing
sun but you did not turn up till
stars fell !
stars fell
Alabama
they got in my eyes too
but the moon will not break my heart
you will
you will
keep complaining,
I know I know, but wait
I will listen to you but first
kiss me!
kiss me!
with words of fire
bubbling deep but rising
my surface supple and waiting
spew forth
Spew forth
The volcano
Molten lava and ash
With its extreme power and might
Explode
Explode
don't hold it in
share your fallout of love
let the dust coat the unhappy
shelter
shelter,
one moonlit trail,
out of sight pf stalking
madness shadowing wayfarers
downwind
downwind
I smell the smoke
your fire is burning wild
but it is not for me to see
it waits
it waits
for its tangents
to work at paramount
cross-purposes for the purpose
of fate
of fate
little is known
it's purely a divine
subject not understood by men
or science.
or science
is the science of
unknown alternatives
even alternatives to the
unknown
unknown
no longer, the
target of that famous
fifty-year mark, still complaisant
laggard
laggard,
cried the foreman
writhing in a spasm
of authoritarian rage,
spitting
spitting
out his anger
he talked and talked and talked
until he ran out of all his
sputum