This is not some tuxedo gig in the Village
and the stand is wide but not quite level.
Under the blue light he waves his horn slow.
“We don’t need no whitey opinions, Moe.
You so damn square,” he says.
But I’m tight. I’m the irony in every set.
My head bent right-angle I never see
my fingers arch over the thin space
between each key. I start to phrase
from way in there and ease us down,
add soft pedal, eat crow to Jimmy’s
smooth brushes, while Miles holds
his mute so we can each have our say.
Mark Luebbers teaches English at the Stoneleigh-Burnham School, Benjamin Goluboff at Lake Forest College. Sometimes they write poems together. Mark and Ben’s collaborative biographical poems have appeared in Borderlands: Texas Poetry Review, Eastern Iowa Review, Unbroken, The Penn Review, The Nasiona, The Blue Mountain Review, and They Said: A Multi-Genre Anthology of Contemporary Collaborative Writing from Black Lawrence Press.