Conceived as a Spoken Word Performance piece.
Hey blue
there is a song
stabbin’ at my soul
like ink on a tattoo pin
but your heart’s
gone
dusted sapphire
drippin’ tears
caught up
in d’moon drift
like the grey-blu future I see
when I look into the night sky
like a soakin’ wet fever
in my brain
it shows me nothin’
nothin’ but a shade
like drivin’ at night
speedin’ blurred
doing 190
‘round the corners
streetlights streakin’
like a devil
in a tight blue dress
a little guy
livin’ in a blue world
some blues
are just blues
some are jack shit
nothin’ I count
to fall asleep
like the money
the money is nothin’
but I’m hooked
on that touch of zen
know it’s rude
but it’s thick
in my pocket
hear me when I say
the whiskey blues is back
wish you knew it
wish you felt its hammer
but you ain’t no count
look what you put me through
ridin’ the jellyroll line
silver’d fever
‘n a scum-brown bowl
chasin’ that pocket-thick
blue madness
you was my mountain top
thought you was the peak
thought you was everything
the sinew of my salvation
but you — just fragments
pieces of dreams
pieces of bad dreams
nightmare sorrows
riffs off key
in a blu dark night
born to a hard mornin’
noddin’ d’dawn
now
I think of you
no more
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rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse