Alex Roth


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Early Jazz-Mural

lazy sex-soaked saturday morning with my baby waiting for coffee to brew i tell her i love you she says i love you too jazz crackles blazes blares and coolly croons old-time gin-bath tunes mysterious art-deco runes shinning like flapper girl rubies in white make-up and dark livid red lip-stick looking for bright lights and a good time sleazy saxophone lust slips its sauntering self into my eager ears st. james infirmary grasps the eerie soul sleeping in my aching bones new orleans mausoleums tuxedoed bandleaders waving white gloves that caringly caress the freshly dead as they stretch and ...

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