Thelonious Monk
Monk's Dream

We sailed absorbed in a conversing.

We examined telescopes, encyclopedias, telescopes, and maps.

We washed ourselves at the source of forgotten umbrellas.

We observed the blooming of a drumming and the boisterous laughter.

Letting ourselves wander in the spinning of fingers and dreams, it was then that we understood:

you hid beneath the hat, iridescent galaxies

and removed every ugliness from the pockets of the world.