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Photo of Miles Davis at Lennies-on-the-Turnpike, 1968

04/28/2026 14:58h
New York grows Slimmer In his absence. I suppose You could also title this picture Of Miles, his leathery Squint, the grace In his fingers a sliver of the stuff You can’t get anymore, As the rest of us wonder: What was the name Of the driver Of that truck? And the rest Of us sigh: Death is one hell Of a pickpocket.