THE GYPSY SONG

The gypsy took to his song 
With an easy step

The tune didn’t fit so well

Into the world

The rhythm was broken

One running into another

The dissonance

Being there.

The gypsy was thinking

Of his broken world

And the matinee idols

That had  tried to eat up the sun

And the darkness

That held things together

That let the wind in

And the steps that danced

With its own new form

Every time it went about

This song in the world

Nothing was awful

Nothing so strange 

nothing totally denied

neither obedience nor rebellion

With a new rhythm

That changed itself as it went on

The staying was not denied

Nor was the moving

For he didn’t want his world

To be fixed and his

The other did figure

As a voice of her own

And was not so broken

The way the world tried to do

It held on to its own

Which was not altogether

That way an easy thing

Something was taken, and something denied

But not always the way

The world would have it

With things thrusting into the sky

With a point so piercing

Or harmful and the other denied

The dancing was not tethered

The rhythm useful

Something of the other

Was always in there.

Someone’s beat that didn’t fit in

Was still there

A violin with broken strings

Played on so well.

 

The structure 

Was not obvious

And its strictures sticking in

Somebody could play it

Anyway she wanted

And not totally without her

It played to itself and to the world

With the queen in a balcony

But a figure-head

Rather to be mocked at

Than to be confirmed

The gypsy held on her own

To bring back the world

With a cock's calling

That did wake up the world

And the crow crowing

With a place for itself

And a fish that went about

Swimming through the skies

With the subtle song of the turtle

And the pheasant’s wing song

 

Everybody figured in it

As did every soul

No one being denied a trip

Of her own.

Satan, a son of god

Was still in there

Not being denied altogether

As were others

Because everyone did figure

And the music conducted itself

Rather than being confirming

And denying some one else.

 

 

 

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