The classifieds say that landscapers
are needed all over the city.
A dollar-thirty-six candle blues
the room as Zappa plays,
"That ol' G minor Thing Again."
From the wall a shadowed jester
glares defiant. Half-hidden
behind a half-removed beige mask.
He knows his sneer is what will be
as Zappa solos in G minor,
chromatically.
Perfect time is a statistic:
The jester will sneer until yellow;
The blueglass candle will burn
for seven days they say;
The classifieds and Zappa do
that 'ol G minor thing again.
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Written orginally back in 1989. One of the first real successes (as minor as it may be) I had at the time. I played with this on and off until around 1998 or so. It got revised again here while posting.
Ta,
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