Time To Brew

Enough of the winds Swirling with urgency I demand that it ceases at once Succumb to whims Bow to demands I wish nothingness to commence I lap up the gilded chaos Flowing into my brain Close the eyes Embrace the surprise Allow this minstrel chorus To play follow the leader Into and against the sky That forbids us to leave We must find that spot Tickle, touch and tangoe Where we engage with Or even teach The Pharoah’s Dance With its keyboard trance All the erstwhile meanings Floating in and out Senses defer to Broad, centrifugal gatherings The notes mean nothing The spaces in between even less I can only hear volume I can only feel heat I sit here grooving out of control Yet within these banal confines Of this communal sigh Easing into track 2 Bitches Brew With the luscious obnoxiousness Shooting into veins Ripe and ready for so much more Pierce me oh brass lord Bring your lovers and henchmen alike Both like me For different reasons And I like Well Let’s just say An auditory orgy isn’t complete Without its foes, friends, freaks and euphoniums Injecting deep Deeeeep To where the marrow lives And the sparrow flies Bang Bang Says the snare Remember me I can count the f--- out of you Tap you into time Ratchet the good and plenty Until you have it all Then leave without any And back And forth Again we go Where I stop Only he and the dandelions know Which is fine Because it’s time to stop thinking And let the Brew do its thing. (12/26/17)