broke thumb

what makes us human
a thumb
not broke but
out of order
and service to me
The Mayfield Faire rambles on
like the steady march of thumbs
holding things
drawing and writing other things
making music
and here he begins to weep
just a bit around the corners
then he smiles at the rising sun
turn on the lava lamp
feel it and make something
with the big purple lump
all it wants to play is electric guitar blues
and choral-esqe synthetic strings in the key of C
the black keys require thumbs
jazz is in the black keys and blues is in between somewhere
in the dawn's early light indeed
how many times to have played that
in front of football drenched texans
in the dark of fall night
and 'we built this city' to the ranchers and cowhands
farmers and dirt poor townsfolk
the band the saxophone and i was all thumbs then
and marching shoes, white shirt, red bow tie
and black pants and black marching shoes
all plastic and polyester from wall-mart down the way
i miss my right thumb now
tho it wil return, in the spring
like the dandelions and daffodils