AlleyKitt

she is
          breathless
with love
with hope
with promise

day-glo sharpie
lines bleed
                    permanence
from her fingertips

while

willy the shake and circe the minor
                                                               pluck
her soul like Pastorius’ bass

down the refuge of roads she
                                                     flies

while

low-bellied rhythms
                                    trundle
her heart like caffeine

she is
           love
of being
of life
of words

she is
          who

Cassandra might
                    ought
                    should
                    would
have been

had she
not been
                  mad

© s rogers 31 december 2009

2 thoughts on “AlleyKitt

  1. opoetoo says:

    Jaco was incredible, touching on stuff too deep for words.

    I am assuming of course but in my life the term “Willie the shake ” and Jaco’s bass have only come together on Don Juans reckless daughter.

    anyway nice poem

  2. catgem says:

    i am so amazed and so so SO pleased that someone got it! thank you, opoetoo — Joni is my goddess 🙂

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