Tag: Life
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Pawn Shop Guitar Man
I’m a pawn shop guitar man.They don’t let me in uptown.I don’t get around downtown much either. I’ve been waiting for the bus,but the buses don’t run. It’s okay.It could be worse. I’ve got this guitar. Paint’s a little worn. Six strings.Twenty frets. A universe.…
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Cloud
Sometime last week,I fell under a cloud—Grey and cold,And I can’t shake it. Wherever I go, it follows me:From the couch to the door,And the bus stop into town—A cold and empty rain. At the comedy club,I couldn’t laugh;Got called a “miserable bastard,”Told them to…
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Catch a Spark
Dancing in the Dark Funny how songs stick with you,like they are just part of the air —part of life. I remember when I was a kid,sitting in a pub in the morning.There was a funeral:black ties,beer and wine,sad eyes and perfume. Someone crying softly,sausage…
