Ella – August 1996 ella fitzgerald sang oxygen got discovered the sun, on its way to the bank to the bank to make a deposit just sort of had to hang there a minute bopping down and up to the tune of ella’s singing ella fitzgerald sang cities rose up from dirt the buildings of them had people inside them and inside those people there were stories and bloodstreams that were the songs ella fitzgerald sang the sun really had to make it to the bank before it closed otherwise it would be overdrawn and when the sun gets overdrawn we all get burned ella fitzgerald sang armies threw down their guns the time for dying had not come to just yet the sun hovered there not wanting to go ella fitzgerald sang and the stories in her songs are the stories that keep us from going under This poem also appears in the Little Red Book, Eyes Like Mingus LRB#8.
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SCOTT Wannberg