"...lay down sick on your bed"

[..A MultiTribute for a few folks I'thought of just now(&then)]
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o little one!little
of these olfool dreams!
come
adorate me,my disguided
homliness,my terrorblind
convenience of a neverwas
power
bro
ker........every
           think every thing
comes up'on it's own
           justlessness....
/
Ferdinand Morton rollin'in
    sweetjelly of thee great
    egomind 'inventing' a jazz
/....Charles Gayle puts
on his round'red faux'nose,derby &
    greasepaint to
    gravely teach each(anyone-of-Us)
    via
saxsoul/pianokey perspectives
    [thee]serial clown[of]OurOwn
    tiny hometown hearts..../
&(I)re
member Karen Dalton's deepsoul broken
    oddvoice,left dying in some misery's mind...
/((is Giuseppe Logan still in th'bigcity's park,
    decades on end,blowing awkward'd
me'lodies for heaven's money[of]a meal
    [so muchmore tragic than my own]?))
/
"You never will know who is your friend til ye
         get down sick on your bed"...
(Rev.Edward W.Clayborn, gui
         tar eva
         ngelist...c.1930a.d.)
/
~ o,little-one,where is our life'lovin
                          l o v e L I f e
          this very morning? ~

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