October 23, 2009

SONG OF THE ARRANGER

Ghost music.
I used to listen more
And copy less.
I used to let it ruin me more than I
Ruined it.
It was itself before me
Now it submits
To my gentle stress against it,
A slight taint,
Not on it,
On me; I have not gained the friendship
Of the devil rhythm.
It hath gained mine.