Miles Smiles
On the Corner,
Around Midnight,
The Dark Magus,
Brewed a Bitches Brew.
Although we were
Walkin' and Workin'
and we were there
at the Birth of the Cool,
he was already
Miles Ahead!
From Pangaea to
Sketches of Spain, and
even Arghata, all told the truth.
Just a Siesta, and then
quickly to Live at the Plugged Nickel,
and I left, feeling
Kind of Blue, knowing
that the man with the horn
had gone.
He had gone
beyond Star People,
doffed his purple Aura,
had got down to some
Hot Spot,
and just because
We Want Miles didn't mean
that we could ever have him.
Miles Smiles,
In a Silent Way,
far beyond.
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