Like a pierced sheet of glass
A span of silence is shattered
By a saxophone’s liberating blast

An uprising blazes to life
As fearless notes
March from the breach of diligent horns

Off to battle
To the improvised clatter of madmen
To the beautiful chaos they unfold

To the undying uproar of praise
That rings through appreciative souls
From their cold vise of dusk

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