That cool cool jazz in the hot hot nightlight
And that trumpet sounding home savannah
Have you heard, have you heard that sound rising
Gloriously like a brass monolith
The sheer rain of the drums, the sheer thunder
Of flooding Blue Nile water and sad horns
Up-raising the brick walls heaven-bound
Cigarette smoke grass fire, drum-rolling drink
Seen that gravitas oboe, seen that gravity
Of sound and enormous pale moon cymbal
The bass lying about the sleeping lion
Lying closely, smoothing the red-dirt earth
Missing the cold piano wind, stranger
The keen mirage of viola flower
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