Mangione

low

a slow horn

trumpeting

 

three notes

begin a ballad

with Spanish

guitar or mandolin

don’t know

don’t care

 

tempo increase

enter beats percussion

take me

away

 

not for toe taps

but a head sway

spirit blends

nucleus moves

molecules dance

 

ancient nostalgia from lives past

when Eden’s wind

brought the scent of blossom

across oceans

 

when men flew as birds

and swam as fish

mother was called nature

and nature was called God

 

picks in guitar licks

atom heart beats

keep time with shoulder

bob and head-swing

it Feels So Good

 

loosen the mortal coil

to my end

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