DOPPLER

DOPPLER

whee whee whee

my poem approach
blues shifting, steel strings
tight under bottleneck

hootchie cootchie

wah wah wah

you left
me standing swallowing
your exhaust fumes

unless
first you engineered some
piercing feedback

whereupon put foot flat on
fuzz bass or got riff going
on solid
taking it away from
the top
of the fretboard

full
All Along the Watchtower
Hendrix not Dylan

highs and lows
of this poem my
range
of octaves

such range
could be yours

for you to go full Doppler
red red shift
red red dress
and red

down to the core
this way that way
with
the text

short length long length

my text
your text

wave fronts collapsing front
and back