Monsieur le Jazz- le snazzy jazz- le super fancy artsy jazz

Are you a song or a man?-

A trumpet playing blues on the side of the street

Or an artist blowing out their soul from the inside of a tin can?

Do you stand behind the register

And stare out at the sky

Waiting for your chance to be set free?

Or does your expression come more easily

From a smooth melody?

A writer lives and breathes words

And sings only poetry

So I do not understand

Are you friendly words planned

Or improvisation?

Are they back with some sort of inspiration?

Tell me-

Is there more to Monsieur le Jazz?