Written by Mick Cohen-Carroll
Smokey rooms
Cello playing in the background
Cough, cough, cough
“What’s her name” (don’t say that!)
He blinks to water his dry irises
Murky brown follows him around
Pool hustlers can’t keep him down
The lady in red swings
He’s in a trance
Eyes sting
He’s in a trance
Opens wide
He sees her dance
And he forgets all the problems he has
Thanking jazz