,Besides Ornette,

Radiator, hot, silver
rings or pillars
loops a formation
near the window
and I
elbow rested on the direct hot
covered with my sweater that
someone said resembles one worn
by a distressed writer I replied
dead on
I reply now in silence,
besides Ornette,
who does much speaking,
Fireous Tongue!
All but watching this corner
Ottoman sitting
elbow on the heater
and, yes, Ornette
people walking and walking
always walking
who's working and
who's picking up the kid
who's getting coffee and
who's dying and treading down the seconds
look at this block
and the auto nexus!
I know nothing
finally peace
I rage with the pace, Ornette!
you slow me and then
turn me loose, rabid, and who are these people?
I watch them, hands in their pockets, dangling bags
senseless buying
bundled children are they
the cold spins us foolish
look at this block
it's noon and I'm no pedestrian
I view and throw down
An angel floats past the filth
Horns are fighting Apologize to Ornette!
Neighbors tens of feet in reach could be enjoying the window seat
as I do laughing at jipsters whose jokes bomb but still their embarrassment saves them
I'd rather wear ties and shovel papers into the financial furnace
I'd rather dig ditches and lay pipe I'd rather do you notice my pushing?
and how I join those rejecting that crap? and have you, then,
fulfilled your purpose? your intention?
I admit my connection
the album is done and so am I.