ali farka toure – amandrai

All of this heat has me feeling primal and coarse and tender and wondering when will my blood begin to boil and if my skin will tremble and pop and cook while my blue veins begin their summer rage and will they snake with pressure and strangle muscle or whip bones and while my boiling August blood brings me to my knees my dying wish is to go out by the sound of Ali’s strings.

Amandrai

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