Bluesology
he whistles & hums his burdens he welcomes the anguish
into haunting tunes of the people into his heart
surrenders his heart to all ears weaves their murmurs and groans
his grief sinks in peoples minds into exhilarating sounds
a tapestry of the blues buried
within everybody chests
scribes roll reams of paper
write PhD dissertations
on psycho-metaphysical
dimensions and philosophical
underpinnings of his tunes
the ethnographer receives cum laude marks
to graduate as an expert
in the phonetics and intricacities
of the music of African language
& a doctor in what-what
on the meaning and origins
of Blues
the psychiatry of the Spirituals
& the borderline between Jazz & Soul
& the whys and whatevers of Rhythm and Poetry
his palms caressing
an empty paraffin vessel
he breathes his spirit
in a forsaken hosepipe
empties his lungs
in a lonely bamboo cane
feeds a deserted beer-bottle
with his soul & passerbys
with his song-tales- their stories
the musicologist drowns himself
in the acoustics and poetics
of his own voice & swims in the (sem)antics
in an effort to put a tag
on the rhythms and blues
in the jazzy dance of soulful
lips wailing the pounding rap
of rain drops on rooftops of a mud-hut
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