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Mind
She knocked me out for a year
took me to the tombs
of Egypt, where she embalmed
the brains of the first tribe
of jazz... with kindest care
she put them in their jars
labeled calligraphically
with multi-colored letters
indicating Duke and 'Trane
in a quicksand of sadness they reign,
under her sash of silk
in all her sweet milk,
nursing it all in another lullaby
for another day of jazz
in her mandarin mind.
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