slow lilt of saxophone
eases across the room
stirs into us as we write
our way toward order
each line winds
with the reedy song
and bends our minds
with new mood
focused on lilt
we sip from various mugs
the honey sweetened tea
of choice
as the tempo up-ticks
stories evolve and we dance
down the page
our pens and pencils
sway, jot, swirl
and glide
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