Translucent Music Poem by J Knight

Smiling/ flowing vibrations of snares/ everything sad flowing, high/ Trash on the streets of the leaning city; I could see the sky’s moving streets/ emotional pieces of my heart in translucent music/ notes in the sad sky/ over everything together, my city sang dancing moving swaying black winds in windows/bass-lines walking from everywhere/ danced tornado and forgotten bodies/ swaying voice of sidewalk ghosts everywhere/ trombones smiling/ walking melodies down the street in mad jazz/ you won’t stop pumping through my veins/
I was covered in discarded pieces of lost music drifting down the tragic dancing streets, smiling/ men in black business suits, cliché punk kids with the black night sky with green neons flashing over head, leaning into the ground and sidewalks, walking around Dead City/ the living will not die and the dead walked the music, dancing down the tempo of the discarded trash drifting down the ground and everywhere/ I was covered in the streets, smiling/ men in discarded pieces of thumping drums with the tornado of the sky, translucent notes blown through trumpets and everything/ Dead City neon flashing over head, Pretty girls in polythene outfits over tight bodies, walking the ground/ Everyone on the street, a tornado of life, waking the sleeping city/ the discarded trash, the streets, seeping out of thumping drums with green neons flashing pretty girls in the ground and tombstones over discarded pieces of life/ life-death seeping out everywhere, flowing out everywhere, flowing out of lost music swaying sadly, hanging there, swaying with green neon bodies/
Yeah... so that sky just seems too sad, purple clouds drifting with the rumbling storm, soft angry lightening blue flash overhead with slanted rain, and these streets, are just as sad and tragic as that sky, the darkness cleansing everything with nothingness... “Just a dream old boy... you remember that now.”