Sunday, December 6, 2009

Sophie's Choice

I remember the smell of teen spirit when I figured out the meaning
of life and had no one to share it with to rejoice in the jazz and guitars
that guide the direction of what we are and ideas of love all come together
for small instances and destruct again with no recollection of the how hills seemed
to me and you and how it would of been to her if she was there to witness
the first time you felt the need to be in the protection of your father and the
comedy that comes along with it i can't go back now i just let it guide itself to
a direction where it will end up on the grand stage to have that very moment
where the memory and eventual creation of all great things come together for
this very moment where I finally choose to let the song play and maestro finally
introduces the beautiful lady who will introduce me and I introduce to all of you
this very moment where we all feel together no need to justify it in books or pictures
or even love letters though excuse if I choose to do all those because it's what makes
this moment all the more better funnier when we're discussing it over our favorite
town pancakes i recall the days roaming through Filmore trying to understand why
anyone would choose to sleep on the ground until we felt it for ourselves and made love
and sang songs and then warmed under the same blanket i can carry on now because
i was able to stay warm throughout the night thank you brother and sister and lover and
killer i don't ignore that you're still alive and you're still there perhaps if i treat you kindly
you woulnd't be as mean to me and the people I know as you've been to Foxy Brown
and John Somename they didn't deserve the shame of having to bury an old friend cool
cat that influenced you and how you tied your shoes the way you do and stride through San Francisco lights trying succeed the idea of love through the way you light your cigarette and ask the prettiest thing in sight if they would like the idea of sharing a bowl of ice cream come with me
my beatiful dearest and take your lipstick off because there's no need to pretend anymore that we're both just trying to find a way to get each other naked and show each other our ideas of how to make it feel good

Peace to the beauty of Ruby Dee


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