Portrait of a Love Chant

For Charles Mingus

With the charisma
Of a cat with nine lives
The band meanders
About the melody
One solo at a time.

Then like an aural elixir
The singer scats sweet somethings
In the voice of every instrument:

I’m in love with the bass
I love to flirt with the hurt
I hear vented from the valves of the horn
I love to dance with the drums
Sometimes I even think they are playing themselves.


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