LISTENING TO ANGELS

The pain of his

soul

welled up thick in his

eyes, spilling

into glistening lines

onto

his black cheeks.

 

Piano keys drowned under his

fingers

while his feet lifted then

dropped

onto pedals shiny and

smooth.

 

His face tilted to the throne of

heaven

as shoulders swayed

with the walk of

jazz,

speaking words angels share

with him.

 

 

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