Jazz Heart and Soul at Night

Saturday nights and other cites sleep.
Heavy Jazz beats, beats
The streets
Are slick with
Love and War
And
Peace on your head.
The slosh of the counters,
Rolling of the
Smokes.
Endless flow of humid air and trudging
Of the feet walk, walking
Down through
The mud, beer
Alive
With you.
I hold your hand
Slick
With sweat and future
Dreams.
The fallen dreary ever endless in-between
Sound of the throb, throb
Of the music
Biting
Red hot [...]