all within a night…

he’d lay awake in bed every night…tossin’ and turnin’…sheets balled up…blankets stretched out on the floor…like a tornado hit…some kinda wild dance with legs movin’ all over the place while sweat poured out of his forehead into a pillow case makin’ it soak and wet with white salt stains linin’ out circles…thoughts kept him awake…

tried readin’ some old papers he’d collected over the years…stacked up in a corner of his rented room…big colorful pictures with headlines above…ANOTHER CHAMPIONSHIP…WAR DECLARED OVER…BODY FOUND IN CHICAGO RIVER…he’d read a little…place ’em back neatly in a pile…go back to tossin’ and turnin’…

started countin’ sheep…that turned into girls he’d known over the years…women that had gotten away durin’ the course of time…blondes…brunettes…a couple of redheads…some of ’em he loved…others he was just along for the ride…

and as the night wore on…he’d fall in and outta sleep…dreamin’ of cross country drives and walks in parks…dreams with sound tracks to ’em…Bill Evans…Miles Davis…Charles Mingus playin’ in his head…poundin’ out notes while his eyelids fluttered…mumblin’ incoherently ’bout nothin’ inparticular….nothin’ at all…

it was all within a night…

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