both universal and instrumental you practiced paradiddles but used words “like music [to] communicate feeling” terrence hayes wrote as a trumpet muted not to euthanize or to stupefy the blizzard in Utah descending steps like humanity with a human in [it]
If you listen while riding on busses
for something that buzzes, isn’t that some form of prayer? Churches always in the news for the wrong reasons. Misery kisses the cheeks of select citizens only. Meanwhile, your unlikely visit to the prison near town brings a realization: The business of prisons is misery.
Churches might only mean realization.
Maybe there is nothing more bizarre than believing in pauses. If you listen while riding on busses for something that buzzes, isn’t that some form of prayer? When misery cast its shadow through ages, there was born the business of belief. Then barkers came along, invented show biz.
-- Dan Fliegel lives and teaches in Chicagoland. His chapbook, How Music Works On Us, is forthcoming from Main Street Rag in late 2023. Poems are published in Adirondack Review, African American Review, Cold Mountain Review, Free State Review, The South Carolina Review, and elsewhere. He is the poetry editor for TriQuarterly.