down below,
midnight blues
wash all over
skyless afternoons lifetimes
inside hearts,
window buds begin to hope,
tuning their flawed instruments,
players settling in for the spectacle
and deeper inside,
mirrored-doors lead to chance encounters,
unexplored uncompromised discoveries,
progressions of possibilities as paths may cross
when eyes blink into each other,
birthing songs born from different times
a dive below life's rock
carries this song deeper
headlong into more bluestreams,
and past uncertain poignant notes
becoming soft-winged blind birds
adrift among the tragic ruins of Lady Day
Out West
1/20/73