Sketches of Spain
Concierto De Aranjuez on the
longest day of the year,
Miles Davis eases the pain.
The trumpets sounds inebriate,
A procession begins before death.
A golden matador suit blinds the enemy.
Davis expresses arrogance
and elegance in every musical movement.
With a youthful physique, in a calculated dance,
he turns his torso while his legs remain still.
Chest out, shoulders back, head high,
The matador designs a dance to entice the beast.
Davis fools the animal with hypnotic music.
Infuriated pre-historic creature charges
from the center of the Earth.
Flesh rages like an out of control train.
Diabolic animal dances on a circle.
Majestic anger, the brute stretches
and contracts its muscles.
Perfectly synchronized, legs, torso head
are together in an explosion of speed.
Instincts against music, man and beast become one.
There is no one else in the plaza to remember.
The musician/bullfighter walks out alive.
Music explains how man tries to trick
life for a few more seconds.
Davis plays under the Spanish flag,
under the brightest sun, on the red dirt.
Mournful trumpets sounds
travel through air proclaiming life and death.