Coltrane
I too was born in the middle of nowhere,
and perhaps
it's shaded my mood
I will never get to jam with Miles, but I can
sure dig it
tying my shoelaces in the morning
rocking Blues by Five
wondering if one more dream evaporated
while I bored myself to sleep
I still feel alive, in spite of
calm, dirt road beginnings
they never paved the street I grew up on
a constant reminder that as we change
a part of us stays the same
I toss my cares into the air
they play themselves back in
smooth tenor sax
I smile, knowing it ain't where you're from
but definitely where you're at
and I'm moving still
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