the jazz the hip the swagger the sound high life sweat and gin piano sweet horns of life dogs barking neon’s sizzle suspenders and silk pony tails beards and sash fingers snap lipstick and lace cymbals and sticks midnight and the passage to the other side
the house was a fire of voices a child on the front porch sang a song about water and boats floor boards language inner travel from room to room burnt evening skies brushed the house with setting shadows as night breathes out a deep sigh of quiet
regarded as the outsider music and song crossing borders through the senses to make sense, for the combinations to work dialogue success of an idea desperate creation painting over painting confidence and conviction the pop and snap the finished product the conclusion with unlimited opinions
the roar of blood keeps the skin from sleeping while spirits speak the language of awake and night dreams are absorbed into the flash of neon messages directly from the mouths of angels speaking of the everlasting though even they fail to fully understand while half notes and unanswered prayers drip like a … More AWAKE
pretender of day product of night sunglasses worn at midnight eyes behind shade painting dark darker eliminating shadows faces move close as words find shelter within the music while night dreams blossom under plastic magnolias
Coolness of night is the heat of music ripples of song wash against the shoreline of ears abandoned to the will of music and whiskey the unreliable are drawn into convincing eyes absorbed within the web, a wicked spell they accept ugly crazy lights flash, freezing frames without motion the club … More NO WHERE CLUB
Sealed within the envelope of night is a common indifference. Shadows appear equal. A corner musician pulls at the strangers eyes. Coins in the hat drinks for a night a city bus with sleepers roars by. Skelton road crews work for food. A walk between the avenues, neon signs wave welcome subways rumble below, buses … More MIXED AND EQUAL
It’s a wilderness upriver where sounds become trapped and lights attempt to block out the fear of night. Loud music dispels the spirits of silence while gossipers gather in corners overlooking their own sins; a few of the faithful squeeze some sense from a hymnal. A smokescreen of shadows suggests the passing of anxious … More DOWNTOWN TURNING
Night, the mystery, the closed eyes of day where shadows appear larger and forbidding. Lonely dogs send howls of sadness into cold air. Cats prowl on silver paws. Street lights make an attempt to provide safety. Corner clubs become revived with music. There is a chorus of moving tires and workers on buses. Voices round … More FACE OF NIGHT
Uneaten thoughts create unexplained spaces of emptiness. As day passes, a portion of destiny is added to a legacy unfinished. The elderly form short choppy sentences as they remember experiences their not sure actually happened. Windows are bedecked with the last holiday; a broken wreath minus a bow. A light shines from … More FROM THE APARTMENT
Roger Singer 