his
bamboo fingers
troll beats so fine
throng brumbrum
reverberation;
thumb flicks
outside
pavements
downtown, guido
south
i touched the
wall- sage
brother says- i smashed
sidetops
with celestial
hammers
lined with lead
he wove his
immortality in
sound lilies,
with
kings and
moats
in the
lands of lost
causes,
exhaling paisley,
krishna
beads
i rode down- bearing
on a panda's
zen with a
cup of
grey, he promised
as i
hit
