WARMED
OVER, DAY OLD, COFFEE
Not
bad
but
not good either
sitting
in my gaunch
with
an itchcy unshaven face
JJ
Cale on the sound track
an
artist gone
that
i wish
we
could have back
Cause
Momma don't allow
but
it don't matter anyhow
and
we catch it
when
it comes around on the guitar
cloudy
morning
and
the traffic outside my window
crawls
along
stop,
start stop start
and
I ponder a trip
to
get a new Granta
even
though ihave
older
copies I still haven't read
although
the atmosphere seems
calm
the
noise and confusion
behind
these eyes isn't
my
pad
is
a shit pit of dirty laundry
and
bits and pices of
redunent
cast off electronic toys
but
I will do almost anything
to
avoid
having
to
fold
laundry
no
more excises
whom
ever waits
is
among
the
losers
JWL©
03/05/2016
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