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But we always

find out about it

when it’s much too late;

fall back on old reliables

when the going gets tough

you always know

it’s a good evening

when Coltrane is in the air
and I’m feeling no pain

save for my soul

which is riveted to the music

as the sound cascades

through scent of opium incense

and the decisions

get tougher to call

but you’re expected

to make them

at rapid fire pace

quicker than anytime before

and feeling the weight

thrust upon my shoulders

I feel the strength of Atlas

I hoist the great orb

with relative ease