Sitting In

In the next world over,
I wander the halls most days
sitting in on different
jam sessions.

Mondays I usually sit in
with Monk and Miles
running the changes on
After Midnight and talking trash.
Miles often brings chicken.
He is so country.

Tuesdays Hendrix shows us
the craziest chord inversions ever.
Jimi is the sweetest guy.

Other days it’s Django or Lightnin’
or Muddy or Bird showing us all how it’s done. Bird likes country western and everybody gives him shit for playing it on the jukebox between sessions.

The sessions break up late
and we sometimes go over to
Louis’ for gumbo so hot
it can take the top of your head off.

Things aren’t bad
In the next world over.

2 responses to “Sitting In

  1. An amazing poem. I’ll just be listening in.

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