the no yo-yo blues


coulda been hormones  
coulda been no-drugs livin’  
coulda been too much time alone  
but the world went awful grey a while  
dick went downward  
sunsets got to not worth watching  
even the hotrod sat in the shed  
not a rev turned for a week  
and another  
and another  
which is bad news  
for a good one
what to do with that kind of life?
did nothing  
kept getting up
kept walking every morning  
kept shutting my head down  
when the one-track thinking stayed  
and stayed  
cos quiet is better  
than self-doubt songs  
stuck on nothin’-new replay  
kept making the bed  
kept cleaning the house  
kept wearing good shoes  
shaved every day
stayed away from the liquor  
cos no joy in the bottle  
if you don’t already feel it  
woke up a few mornings back  
and the birds were singing something decent
and the morning walk brought a sunrise  
like shit lifting off  
went home and drank coffee  
belted the weights until I was fucked  
sat on the porch  
drank water
let the sun shine down  
knew I’d turned a corner  
smiled for it  
but did nothing big  
cos no reason  
the lows go  
and the highs do too
it says so in every blues song  
the middle ground  
baby that’s the ground I’m chasin'
Written by hemihead (hemi)
Published | Edited 2nd Apr 2015
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