Slow Improv

Like Wayne Shorter said
Of composition,
True for poetry,
Too, and why not? Here,
Have some slow improv,

A little faster,
Maybe, than most poems,
But slow for improv.
All pace, anyway,
Pace Shorter. Boom!

Went the Cambrian,
How many million
Years spent unfolding?
Jazz improv is slow
Compared to neurons,

You know. You do know.
You’re cranking out cells
That will compose you
When the rest of you
Living now is dead.

You’ll still call that you,
Until one day that you
Starts decomposing.
Composition’s slow
Improv, fast compost.