Miles Davis

Floating on the invisible surface of a sea
I hear music playing on the coastline
somewhere to my right. They are playing jazz.

I know some time I was expected there
but I move away from the shore
towards the silent starless sky

Everywhere on my left. The shore
bends itself towards me. It gives me
distance and nearness and the jazz

Is playing in my head that suspends
the dream of that silent sky until some
time when there, too, I will be expected