Bluesody

Bluesody

To whom it may concern

I've forgotten the inculcation

of the blues,

deafened to

Ashanti palms chanting

ancient syncopation

down the river Densu.

 

Boogie woogie

misplaced,  

plopped 

into a gumbo of 

ostentation.

Tongue numbed to greasy

empiricism: hogmaws,

collards, chitterlings.

Help me recall  the bubbling, 

bubbling, bubbling 

of polyrhythms, 

dripped from

juke joint 

tongue.

Remind me what's

 jelly roll soul

squeezed out of

a brasswind's

gilded lips.

 

Do you hear

the melting swish-swash

of jitterbuggin' bellies

 slathered  down to

ragtime slush?

 

Slick ebony cogitations

hovering above ivory keys,

lackadaisical tobacco

casually disintegrating.

Jive-hard,boiled-flesh, 

pinstriped zoot-suits.

This music burns as 

conked scalps, or 

de jure segregation. 

Blowin'  away Afro-codifications 

to be decoded within eardrums 

of even the most 

scrupulously colonized.

Melodies that groan n' bellow' n' moan,

finally cauterize onto

memory's amnesiac night

___________________

To arise suddenly

and find one's mind sopped

in fallacy;wring out 

each 

commodified

blood 

drop

let  flesh cool...melancholy congeal...

...though you would likely have

 me call this feeling

 something wretched,

something “post-blues".

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

welcome aboard...good stuff, you didn't catch this virus staying indoors