Do you remember/
Cafe’ Du Monde,
beignets,
the full moon,
Jackson Square?
The way a single
sax
note
hung,
misty,
for me
in the heavy night
N’Awlens
air?
Do you remember?
‘Cuz each time I hear
that tenor sax
s l o w
p
l
a
y
that way,
I do.