God and His Pottery Wheel 

Miles Davis’ Flamenco Sketches is playing in a void

God is here - He cracks a smile and the universe is created

He sways to the 54 tempo and knocks a meteor into the Earth’s orbit

And kills the majority of all physical beings on the planet

God don’t make no mistakes

He taps his foot

A bit farther way this time

Powering a Kronos-brand pottery wheel to work on man

Miles always helped him think

Man, already on spinning disc, is reduced

Again,

To clay – needed to be reminded of where he came from

Needed to feel the hand on God on his life

God reaches hand into some slip

And some slip drips away from spinning disc

Landing on Earth – Black lives floods the streets

Some describe their enthusiasm as not of this world

God mimics the piano fingering in the 7th minute of song

The white keys sing and black keys get pressed in

Both rise back up, waiting for the next chord

The next death

The next outcry

Some of the black keys get stuck in grand piano

God reaches hand into some slip

To better caress man

To hold man in his hands without reducing him any further

A rejuvenation, God does work on man

To prepare him for the next time some slip drips off of spinning disc