I wrote this poem tonight while listening to pianist Matt Mitchell and drummer Ches Smith at Korzo.
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| From Matt Mitchell & Ches Smith at Korzo – 6 Sept 2011 |
danger
you were dangerous and angry
red wrists and flashes of light
in the Hungarian bar
with $5 goulash
After careful study, I’ve decided that my life
needs an extra day and a cloning device
or a world without rock stars
and foreign bars
the reds are oppressive
walls, neon Czechvar sign
you
the red star in the center of the universe
I know this sounds like a love poem
but it isn’t
I don’t write those anymore
I’ve lost the knack
instead I take black-and-white photos
try to preserve these red nights
with the ink from a cheap Bic
and the rush of blood in my veins
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