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livin' the blues
the night passes slow, like it was stalled.
scared, maybe.
you doped away the nickel bag you stole
from an old woman, so you hit the bottle.
after a few shots, it hits back.
Cinderella was a one-night stand. the glass
slipper broke & left splinters in her foot.
shanghaied sailors whistle at her limp.
your last silver dollar leaked away
in an alley with your last blow job.
somewhere the sky holds a flush in diamonds,
the sea is calm & a lemon drop wind blows,
but you’re ridin’ the rails with the ‘bo’s –
it’s a round-trip run to hell & back
but you got a one-way ticket…
the pulsating neon that invades your 6th floor window
is a ‘last chance’ sign & your bed is a lonely island, the
tropical sheets dredge up lobotomized memories of a
ginger-haired girl but you can’t make love to a shadow.
you’re a dead man who ain’t got a grave to fall into
or a bullet to swallow & you’re livin’ the blues…
Published 5th Jul 2013
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5th Jul 2013 1:30am
5th Jul 2013 2:56am
I fell like listening to Billie Holiday and sipping Jacks after reading this ... Sweet write.
LSP
LSP
Anonymous
5th Jul 2013 4:15am
I need a drink...
5th Jul 2013 7:08pm
Awesome pen, John! I've always wanted to write something like this, but could never find the words. You found them, man. Well done!
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6th Jul 2013 1:45am
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7th Jul 2013 5:42am
Thinks i need a drink after reading this... all the memories brought forth and nothing one can do about them but dream on...
11th Jul 2013 4:06am
Loved the mood, and the fact that you kept the structure loose enough to fit the state of the character was great.
