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Defibrillator by Conrad Schafman

Through the blood-thirsty, money-hungry,

stop-and-go traffic, the sweet, soothing moan

of the homeless man’s saxophone

cut through rush hour’s roaring tide

for blocks and blocks.

The notes swelled from his lungs

defibrillating our dying society,

the warm, vivid notes liberating

the souls of us defeated and demoralized

slaves to the morning commute.

Joyless minds drown out the illuminating

music of life with chaos and mind-numbing

obligation. But the most gorgeous sounds

never stop vibrating.

Symphonies exist all around us

in the shared experience of clarified reality.

The dark, roaring, bitter car-horns

grew more frenzied by the hour

as transients vacated

our concert hall at the bus stop

on the corner of Binz and Main Street.

All I could hear in the winter air

was the sensational saxophone,

divine and eloquent amidst the chaos.

We sat in the cold, huddled together

under the warm cover of Houston’s

intimate and hospitable solitude.

We missed every bus

until the last one

passed into the night.

BIO: Conrad Schafman is a 22-year-old writer from Houston, Texas. Two of his poems were featured in “The Blue Hour Anthology Volume II” this summer, and his first short story is upcoming in an anthology from Inkception Books entitled “Pandora’s Box: Retellings.” You can read more of his writing at http://conradzacharyschafman.wordpress.com/
He is also a firm believer that if you only read one book this year, it should be “Rooftops and Other Poems” by Heather Minette, published by The Blue Hour.


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