watching Thelonius Monk get interrupted by his

watching Thelonius Monk get interrupted by his
life by anything that isn’t in his head
watching him be told by the usual studio
fool “all right let’s take one” as if his
“one two three go” makes the music happen
watching him smile at the two girls with
English accents who have brought paper for
him to sign the least good morning from
him is a gift an instant when all that
music in his head must stop when he must
show that he knows there are other people
in the world that he knows there is a world
that he knows it won’t let him be that it
claims him just because he walks there