Rhythm One by Will Jones

Exactly that's enough when
washing up
in that tender and quiet moment
as non-illusory
stench of human armpits
in that kinetic torrent with Jocelyn
as a tawdry blend
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Exactly that's enough when
booed up
in that candle light, I amend
as passion pulsating
Ms. Brown was that denizen I meant
by then the rhythm was annexed
to Saunderson
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Exactly that's enough when
looking up
in that reconnaissance, memoirs
as rhythm,
in ring dances blasts jurisprudence.