Miles

Miles

Not a distance,
          just more than a man
          since he’s gone.

Somewhat sculpted by anger
          and an uncommon touch,
          I hear he talked
          to the floor with his horn.

The same note never played
          the same way again.

Ah, remember his silence,
          between the sounds?

Taught others to speak
          for themselves

At the end
          he still had more to say
          in a new way.

                    “So What."

September 9, 2009

Arlington, Virginia