after cecil taylor concert
sing not song but string tuned harp(ie)s-chords
lyric rhyme well constructed chaos nite –
now a room floats about us
enfolds & possibly loves us –
a completion to a still unfinished psalm.
let us lock the door & bar admission
but to the piano furious we shared with wet
excitement
let us remain locked to each other –
somewhere a heavy throated reed
wings above us & sings
not song but tight stringed well handled bass fiddle screech
let us remain in love lust & laughter
let us remain
let us.

Dedicated to the memory of Cecil Taylor, March 25, 1929 – April 5, 2018
–9/66 nyc, steve dalachinsky
Poetry
thank you bernard i was 19 when i wrote that
let us remain. brilliant.