“Praises From A Tenor Sax” by L. K. Thayer

like salt on a bloodsucker

recoiling, shriveling

paralyzed fits of punishing



with the sell-out

the down and out

muck and mire choir


praises from a tenor sax

and a song

you can’t let go of…

fill the loving cup

and drink it dry

try to stay away

but you can’t fight

the pull

of the taffy

you get stuck in the


and you wanna

die happy

L. K. Thayer

Photograph by Milos J. Kohout


Prague © 2011

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7 Responses to “Praises From A Tenor Sax” by L. K. Thayer

  1. lkthayer says:

    Milos, thank you for this beautiful, soulful photo, Love Lisa :)

  2. Fred Whitlock says:

    Yes its a great place to be stuck – in the pull of this poem.

  3. Beautiful poem and great talent Lisa. Thank you and I’m happy. Milos :-)

  4. Roz Levine says:

    great hymn to this amazing instrument

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