Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney
rozk

Floozychantoozy

FOR SABRINA CHAP

Voices seduce by harshness in the dark.
Something of silk, but something too of nails.
Threat of the freighter with its bloodblack sails,
between the songs. A casual remark

might cost you much if singers take offense.
They pardon less than poets do; their rhymes
and tunes together crystallize your crimes
so do not cross them. Music rhythmic tense

zigzags across the keys; it's barrelhouse
or ragtime; almost Chopin for a while.
And then she laughs a sharp. The toothy smile
not insincere but mocking. She'll arouse

your lust or grief a second then move on.
Music that tugs your heart most when it's gone.
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