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[aid] => mick
[title] => Death of Jazz Ode to Tuba Fats
[time] => 2004-06-21 11:42:22
[hometext] => I hate the fact that it's centered like that. That needs to be altered or the mods should allow people to change it... or something because it's horrible. Anyway this is a jazz funeral in New Orleans.
[bodytext] => Miles and miles of obsidian black, canary yellow flamingo pink, and violet. Of jade green, pearly white, sea blue, and saxaphone gold. Men and women parading through the streets for an old tuba player named Fats who bought food for the homeless even though he was starving himself. A man with legs of jello dances around a woman with hair of dried corn-husk gold. His leg flies up and over her head. She stands shocked and awed as I do Watching from the restaurant sipping my pina colada two friends to my left and one to my right, my father in a corner of the balcony waving a white handkerchief mortifying me as always "When a jazz player dies." Dad speaks, his voice low, almost reverent. "The others come to both celebrate and morn the life of such fine art. Through the streets of old New Orleans. Dancing to the tune of a life well-played." [comments] => 2 [counter] => 512 [topic] => 55 [informant] => Kusko [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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