B.B.’s upraised palms 

There was a golden moment
When I knelt at B.B.King’s
knee – he’d deigned to allow
an interview– I was the rep
For my college paper. He wound
up showing me his ‘sustain,’ and
some sharp licks.
B.B. sported his platinum jacket
The night he set his wide hands
In wet cement outside the Warner in 1985.
Now, we can high (or low) fi ve
The greatest artist any old time!

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