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Dec 2013
weight turns to support
treble is an acquaintance,
a different friend

smooth-as-silk rhythms
stir the liquid air
with deep, **** hums

steel vibrates
like hips sway
and lips play

and heads nod
and cool tongues
taste the brain

licking to find
acknowledgement in
the black ice

big gentle brooms,
sweeping the atmosphere
with pulsing bristles

wagging its finger,
it seduces you
with a mellow, calculating stare
Named after a song by a blues/jazz/R&B; artist named G. Love & Special Sauce. Being a bass player, I felt it necessary to wrote a poem about bass rhythms.
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frankie  Non-binary
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