Lounging In The Age Of Aquarius Poem by Edwin Torres

Lounging In The Age Of Aquarius



I've just requested Up Up and Away
by The Fifth Dimension from the piano lady
But play it slow... 'Slow?..oh!' she says
with a heavy New Jersey accent, eyelids
half-moon-half-smokey-cabaret-cool o.k. she walks away
nodding in her black spandex

I imagine a beautiful flight of tender emotion
from this slowed down tempo...I can only imagine
'We'd - like - to - o - pen - this - set - with - a - piece - called
Up - Up - and - A - way' she says in her best sultry voice, each syllable
a starlet looking to be discovered

Starts...piano plays...slow nice...like
Mister Rogers' fake jazz...beautiful schmaltz
some notes...out of tune...o.k....makes it...even more
ugly/beauty/slowly...tune....amazingly...contorts
into background...leaving foreground...to deconstruct
into schmaltz...of itself...I
am left...traveling the piano keys...with my
slow image ballooning...playing with
the tempo of my...flying in
my beautiful...my beau-ti-ful...over everything
flying...over everything that's wrong...and
everything that's doubt...and all I am
is white keys...over black keys
in a restaurant...where no one ever heard of...
or thought of ever slowing...and I...am free...
and schmaltz...and out of tune

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Edwin Torres

Edwin Torres

New York City / United States
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