i live in music

i live in music

is this where you live

i live here in music

i live on c street

my friend lives on b avenue

do you live here in music

sound

falls round me like rain on other folks

saxophones wet my face

cold as winter in st. louis

hot like peppers i rub on my lips

thinkin they waz lilies

i got 15 trumpets where other women got hips

& a upright bass for both sides of my heart

i walk round in a piano like somebody

else/ be walkin on the earth

i live in music

live in it

wash in it

i cd even smell it

wear sound on my fingers

sound falls  so fulla music

ya cd make a river where yr arm is &

hold yrself

hold yrself in a music

From nappy edges