Brubeck’s gone now or missing _ a beat
Brief as any backward glance _ disguised
With inhaled pause words like ‘Oui’ _ replete
As a thought caught, considered _ surmised.
Riding an updraft in five _ four time
Like a finch that bobs and floats _ between
Nine quick wingbeats, a suspense _ sublime
Defying a steady course _ the seam
Apart. Toes tapping in sync _ opaque
Measurements of broken sound _ silence,
As insects pulsing as one _ now break
Cadence, adjust the tempo _ from hence.
A black hole of music, gaps _ project
The lively play of pause and _ effect.