Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Untitled Hum (able) Po'tree

...just a rough draft of a sing along new poem...

I sang myself to the railroad tracks
so I could mythologize the heart attacks
of the many stale gentlemen
too bored and old to make new friends

I waited for the whistle of the train
and the thunder before the rain
w/open eyes so sleep deprived
I felt the earth sigh before she arrived

I saw a notated perfect melody
before I could place the key
on the guitar's steal muted string
Funny how love changed everything

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