Yea Man Cool

I had woke

from this sleep

this cradle

of rock

I listened and heard

What it was

i was hearing I never heard before

Cause I never knew

it existed

till one day

When the smoke

became the song

Miles Davis

Sketches of Spain

God there were so many

Too many to name

All of a sudden

It wasn’t just rock

There was a sweet spot now

It became

Jazz

Blues

And

Source of electricity

that a bill

couldn’t pay for

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