("Kind of Blue," Miles Davis album, 1959)
kind of blue, sweetly
sad, tart despair.
kind of blue, like
you, when you don't
know what to do or
how to stop or slow
the world's deluge
of evil but must step
around deep inert
blue to finish chores,
open doors, lend a
hand. kind of blue--
like a lonely, thoughtful
trumpet blown
by a man deep
inside the music--
a spirit inside
an ear-shaped cave.
hans ostrom 2024
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