blue notes

the cheeks
of the sax player
expand
with air
as the notes
fly
out in a syrupy
blue
mix of bitter
sweet love
and mystery.
he doesn't
need words as
his body bends
and aches with
his tale of woe.
this
instrument
doesn't need
lyrics or a
voice. it's
more than enough
to wail
sexily
in the soft
blue light
from
the corner, that's
all you need
to know.