You’d
be wispy in a short story maybe just
A
character glimpsed in a rain-shower
A
beautiful woman wearing pensive glasses
Holding
a New York Times
above her hair
But
smiling as the heavy newspaper sags
The
ink spreading multifarious innuendoes!
O but you’d
be raunchy sauntering sexily down
A pine board
staircase in a spaghetti western
Turning the head of every squint-eyed lip-
Syncing Italian cowboy in a chiaroscuro saloon
Where
is Ennio Morricone in Times New Roman
Twenty-four
point font? Only it’s not Morricone
It’s
John Zorn utterly Zorn composing the score
Of
your film or possibly hey Frank Zappa!
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