the art of compression

I have strong legs and I can break you down with them, 

I can seriously damage your body by splitting it in half. 

Shy kid with angry expression, jazz music, all the time,

all along, all the way, forever in my head. And I smile, 

still, 

flying birds lead my eyes, thank God I didn't go insane. 

YET. 

Thank God I have ears so I can ignore bad words 

and yelling people dressed in blue, and their faces 

got covered by blue too. 

Everything I have been told desists, 

if only,

I loved but weren't loved in return.

Bud Powell - Billie's Bounce