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the song is a long riff

played delicate like

at midnight in July

thundering when storms march

in battalions thumping polyrhythmic


the song is improvised

over rumbles of a sliding scale

holding long notes that float


as water striders skating black splashes

where tumbled rocks wear green skirts

the song pulls wind into snarling trees

syncopating elements into a signature


with layered passages of woods over brass

blue notes swimming down low

down there

in gravelgrinding undercurrents

eddying into echoes of echoes

of echoes



David Trudel     ©  2013



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