JOHN CAGE'S DAWN
(1912-1992)

Mobilized by energy

and knowing Thoreau

in your early drawing out

of entangled words,notes

from Walden's woody riverbed

in the papered over modernity

of extending twelve toned music

in the unquiet of sound 

proof studios at the Big Apple
speaking to us
John Milton Cage

in a cello's syncopation

as far as a sonata
in your panache will take you
on untangled chimeras
by augmented scales
reaching acrostic phantasma

in the concave jazz hours

of permeability's disengagement 

in passages of graffiti

or the pavane duple rhythm

in the secret syncretism

of multiple voices of a double bass

when centuries pass us by

you will be there with laughter

on a single note of amplification

after us all.