brother ray
by reuben jacksoncopyright © 6/23/04 reuben jackson
daddy's shades wrapped around my eyes
like a winter wind.on the stereo, it was summer;
a conspiracy of brass-driven beauty.joyous punctuation to the voice
i wished was mine.well, at least the sunglasses were close.
and if you looked carefully,
you could see quincy jones inciting the band-
there, near the closet.eyes closed, i held the broom
the way they say he caressed countless raelettes,
and rocked like the amistad in crisp, northern waters.its steinway dark captives free-
detirmined as the genius shouting "what'di say"
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