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The Story of Pastorius

The Story of Pastorius

(One View of a Secret)

 

SUPERMAN

on bass

      your

face

a   stoic   murmur

of

            the

                      fire     

                                      within.

                                                        HONESTLY

                              lips  in  a  kiss                             too  much  Scotch  straight

no   chaser  necessary’d   only   water   down   the   flavor

HAPPY BIRTHDAY  fingers splayed

                 on   bass   no   fretting   living

forever  in  this  Teen  Town           JACO!

 

harmonics

     fill

    this                                                      The edge

    side                                                                   the cliff    the stage

     the                                                        where we nest all possibilities       

    page                                                   as  stuff  the  stars  deployed

 

 

                                  JACO!                      No  regrets  coyote

you’ve  just  picked  up a  beret’d  shamanic

 ghost  of  an  echo  that  whispers

                                                                                    JACO!

 

SUPERMAN

on bass

    face

                       contorted  in  the  ecstasies  being  life’s  foundation

a  double  stop            inventing  life

                         energy  raw  as  meat  gets                JACO!

 

NOW  TOTALLY  LIBERATED

                           now  high  notes  Bird

                                             land high

                  now  bass  on  top

                                    inversion   of   expectation

                       now  a  haze  done

in  purple  bass  as  the  freight

                          train over tracks

a  funky  pop  here

a  thumb  splayed  in  apocalypse  there

now  Cachao  spies  w/  a  wry  grin    &

                                                                                    JACO!

 

Your  low  song  keeps  the  last  planet

in  orbit    fire  in  the  eyes

continuous  Spring  little  notes  together

             in  a  run  unencumbered

                               by  thought                pretense         or    fear.

 

SUPERMAN

on bass

         your

face a stoic  murmur

        of  the heart  within

 

I  JUST  WANT  TO  BE  LEFT  ALONE    in  a  room

w/ this bass    this beast     this beat  repeating   train  over  tracks

echo  of    My  Favorite  Things

                                                             skinny

I  COULDN’T  MAKE  A  BASS  SOUND  LIKE  THAT

                                                                             reverberating

a dream of Joni Mitchell

HAPPY BIRTHDAY   now

totally  liberated       his huge self    in concert

                                            w/

                                  his                                       huge self             in concert         JACO!

 

in my dream field of vision

                                            the bouncer did not piss you off                                 JACO!

 

in my dream field of vision

earth rests on a sonic cloud

                                                         you invented                                                 JACO!

 

where the wild pack of dogs

sleep

        satiated

the sky’s blue & intense

& the landscape changed

for      ever

 

                                                                                                                              JACO!

 

10:58AM

4.16.03