5/16/2004

Two
fields of energy
separated by
and bridging
a middle ground
the impression
opening
closing
both
the entire canvas
top
to bottom
side
to side
electric
subatomic
biochemical
dynamics
enlivened by
quick
old rhythms
a relentless
guitar playing
gypsy jazz
contending with
superfluous
moral considerations
sticking their nose
into someone’s
struggling business
without a warrant
refusing to
move on
before
pontificating about
a person’s livelihood
and individuation.