WHEN JAZZ OPENS THE DOOR AND COMES INTO THE ROOM
When Jazz opens the door and comes into the room.
The one you're in.
Jazz walks right up to you and you leave together.
And you walk downtown like a baseline.
You take it like a dog: whatever you can get.
And the two of you link arms - howl forever.
Until Jazz swipes a paw across your face: on the off-beat.
But you keep keep going like that seinfeld episode.
Where conversation keeps up all the way until the punchline.
A Jazz weeps crawfish tears
From New Orleans.
Tears thumping on your head
To a savage beat then
Like a mob boss --
Walks right out the door.