photo by Jimmy Warner Design
THERE ARE PAUSES
There are pauses in the music
he performs on the saxophone,
spaces he leaves, notes left out.
He has seen his share
of graded heavens and hells.
He has worn the suit never cleaned
and has disengaged from his body.
He can dissolve himself
in the great delight of jazz
as food for others, a consumable
tidbit of nocturnal life.
In the spotlight not moved,
he is tempted by hell's daughters,
Anxiety, Compulsion and Depression.
On him they have the effect
of a plate of pasta commanded
by his mother "He should oughta eat".
There are pauses in the music
by which he lives unmoved,
spaces he leaves, notes left out,
so the audience can find them for him.
It's not good you should play them all.
ŠJimmy Warner Design, 2010
