>That Blows…Then Again Maybe Not

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I wonder if the plume
is the last of his brain cells
reaching for freedom

I wonder if Dorothy
will whip out the oil
can to loosen the horn

I wonder if he saw
lovers kiss long
and indescently in the square

I wonder if he
just wanted to play taps
and head to mid-town

I wonder if he wished
he had brought his
flugelhorn to play some jazz

I wonder if he couldn’t
wait for a cigarette break
and sit on a bench

I wonder if he
missed the indoor gig
at Macy’s by a hair

I wonder if
by off chance
he really felt
fulfilled to pretend
to blow

if this was his
destiny to stand
perfectly still
in full dress uniform

and be ignored
as an individual
and feel the tin
echos within
everytime someone
walked by laughing
with friends

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7 responses to “>That Blows…Then Again Maybe Not”

  1. Glynn Avatar
    Glynn

    >You caught the "Manhattan-ness" of the photo and then turned it into something else again. Excellent, Jerry.

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  2. dustus Avatar
    dustus

    >Very creative, Jerry. You capture the feel of the scene, and the comparison to The Tin Man is apt and adds a surreal aspect to many excellent details.

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  3. Claudia Avatar
    Claudia

    >i like the way you make us hear what he might thinks..

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  4. Claudia Avatar
    Claudia

    >oh – and will drop you a mail regarding your comment on my latest poem..

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  5. Kodjo Deynoo. Avatar
    Kodjo Deynoo.

    >Now you making me wonder

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  6. hedgewitch Avatar
    hedgewitch

    >Your wondering is apt, amusing and very enjoyable, making me wonder why I haven't wondered about this stuff. Nice one.

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  7. jen revved Avatar
    jen revved

    >I wonder if he just wanted to play taps and head to mid-town– cracks me up totally. Terrific!@j

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