What I’m Swingin’

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I’m

coming in
last,
and smiling
across
this finish line,
like
Miles
did when
he held
that
long
B-Flat
for a
bit
longer

than
two
seconds.

I’m
coming in
last,
and waiting
for
you,
in all of
your
decadence,|
like wisdom
does
on
a second
date.

See,
let me
speak
to you in
jazz tones,
and
only then
will you

feel
what I’m
swinging.

M.C. Davis