Amy

Jasmine Chater  //  March 8, 2013

your day had come

too soon, too sudden

each note you sang in honest humor

in blunt heartbreak.

 

hysterical lungs, soulful cries

a yoyo of chaos and

perfection with

spontaneity and intimacy

with emotion

you mastered these pieces

and now your masterpieces echo

 

in the walls of a hundred glamorous venues.

 

your pain and weakness

a mélange

a layered energy, apparent

vocally and haunting me.

deep velvet contralto

you bluesed me,

you jazzed me away.