For CT

end of an era
last man standing
from a time when giants walked

the way you shaped and molded sound
like a dancer's leaps or
the way billie holiday phrased

you reimagined form
in a way others may understand
in another 60 years

trane was easy
even rockarollas could ape
his modal flights (if not his spirit)

ornette was also easy
to mistake for a spacey cat from texas
even after he changed the rules of his own game

you had the syntax
of the doctor or lawyer your mother imagined
hiding the soul of a poet

rest easy, master of music
go make those 88 tuned bongos
shake the gates of heaven