Celestial Jazz – a poem by Rickey Rivers Jr.

Celestial Jazz

Strange bodies, celestial, cannot be contained by ropes, rules of this life unfamiliar and foreign.
How can you contain such concepts?
How do you adhere?
Floating bodies passing through a sea of ideas,
large open mouths tasting excellence.
Oh, this life has taken its toll.

Rickey Rivers Jr was born and raised in Alabama. He is a writer and cancer survivor. His work has appeared in Picaroon Poetry, Elephants Never, Marias at Sampaguitas, Crepe & Penn (among other publications). Twitter.com/storiesyoumight / https://storiesyoumightlike.wordpress.com/ His third mini collection of 3×3 poems is available now: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07VDH6XG5