Saxophone Man By Myesha Jenkins
You come at me hard
running
skipping
falling
rising again
into the stratosphere of night
always the night
that you come
howling
Screaming your way
into my head
making me remember
filling my chest
racing my heart in syncopation
my muscles twitch
leaving me spent
slack jawed and teary eyed
I shake my hair loose
you come at me again
By Myesha Jenkins
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