with the notes of Louis Armstrong
and Duke Ellington keeping the planets
in their own religious dance
from bumpin'
into one another as the city
breathes and hungers for more,
from its toes to its thighs
and backside and its beating heart,
as hustlers ply their trade
wearing their fedoras,
playing numbers,
looking for a fast and easy score,
as Jazz plays even for those
who have deaf ears.
Can't you hear?
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