two quick morning pieces
The sun that brought the day
cast a sole solar ray
and highlighted the half of my bed where I dont lay
-the empty place that doesn't get warmed any other way
though someday I may
find someone worth filling that cold lone space.
My sweet dreams were robbed by rude awakenings
as REMs screamed murder by waking sun
So the morning met me
And I sought the MD:
(that's Miles Davis to you: "Bitch's Brew" disk two)
And the bass replaced the empty space.
Carienets siezed back the silence.
Swift drums led the march of mellow moods
as chill rythym morphed away the quiet.
Soon the smooth tunes soothed me
and I went from somber to groovey
Suddenly I was down to be high
Now don't let this chit chat jive
make me seem like a chill cat:
I'm just dogin on a vibe right now.
While I melt into moments of simple peace,
my soul becomes part of the sound.