I’m listening to jazz and I’m writing
I’m writing and listening to jazz
I’m hating all this and delighting
in its chaos its order razzmatazz
of its rhythm and imagery I wish
she’d call or come by I wish she’d just try
a little bitty bit Guess I’m garish
to wish it showy shabby shuffly I
shuffle shuffle room to room just robot
lost roundtrip tomb or cell with carpet floor
shuffle door to door sad with what I got
not Empty arms final score nothing more
now kneeling deep breathing no more fighting
I’m listening to jazz and I’m writing
Roger Armbrust
September 14, 2018
