For Grace, After a Party

Written for Duo Bayanello, based on Frank O'Hara's poem:

You do not always know what I am feeling.
Last night in the warm spring air while I was
blazing my tirade against someone who doesn’t
interest
        me, it was love for you that set me
afire,
 
     and isn’t it odd? for in rooms full of
strangers my most tender feelings
                                  writhe and
bear the fruit of screaming. Put out your hand,
isn’t there
             an ashtray, suddenly, there? beside
the bed?  And someone you love enters the room
and says wouldn’t
                  you like the eggs a little
 
different today?
                And when they arrive they are
just plain scrambled eggs and the warm weather
is holding.

Recording available on Listenpony Live soon.

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