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NOT DOWN FAR FROM OUT
(Written for the"Give me your best combination" competition)
Startled into consciousness
by the blaring telephone
rockets off a badly stained,
floor bound mattress
crossing fingers
hoping it’s his agent calling
In a dizzy hungover stupor
not helped by his getting up way too fast
trips over his laptop
long since fucked-up
by virus laden porn clips
falls landing face first
The machine comes to life
crazy angry voice bellows
something about a shit-head
where’s my money
the loss of teeth
yada,yada,yada
Popping into his boom box,
yes the one he’s had since high school,
a well worn Robert Johnson cassette
dejectedly he flops on the sofa
thinking better of his choice
gnawing a who-knows-how-old
cat-hair-covered chicken wing
Where the hell is his youthful mojo?
velvet smooth voice
fingerboard mastery
he’d charm the socks off
the coldest hearted woman
Is it all now a silly, tragic fantasy?
Hell no! His dreams don’t die!
drags his sorry ass out the door
down on that street corner
puts out his “Donations Welcome” sign
newly crowned king of the Delta Blues
making sweet love to his curvaceous lady
A genuine beauty passes by
tosses a dollar into his case
gives his majesty a seductive wink
Startled into consciousness
by the blaring telephone
rockets off a badly stained,
floor bound mattress
crossing fingers
hoping it’s his agent calling
In a dizzy hungover stupor
not helped by his getting up way too fast
trips over his laptop
long since fucked-up
by virus laden porn clips
falls landing face first
The machine comes to life
crazy angry voice bellows
something about a shit-head
where’s my money
the loss of teeth
yada,yada,yada
Popping into his boom box,
yes the one he’s had since high school,
a well worn Robert Johnson cassette
dejectedly he flops on the sofa
thinking better of his choice
gnawing a who-knows-how-old
cat-hair-covered chicken wing
Where the hell is his youthful mojo?
velvet smooth voice
fingerboard mastery
he’d charm the socks off
the coldest hearted woman
Is it all now a silly, tragic fantasy?
Hell no! His dreams don’t die!
drags his sorry ass out the door
down on that street corner
puts out his “Donations Welcome” sign
newly crowned king of the Delta Blues
making sweet love to his curvaceous lady
A genuine beauty passes by
tosses a dollar into his case
gives his majesty a seductive wink
Published 2nd Apr 2016
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2nd Apr 2016 3:13am
This feels like more....there's a story here!
I'll be waiting patiently. Great write GW 😊
And good luck in the competition
I'll be waiting patiently. Great write GW 😊
And good luck in the competition
3rd Apr 2016 7:16am
Thank you Tommie! You encourage me so with your kind words. I just lit the fuse. The reader can fill in the blanks and take it wherever their imagination guides. You're the best Tommie girl.
7th Apr 2016 3:46pm
13th May 2016 5:14am
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12th May 2016 1:08pm
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13th May 2016 5:16am
Thank you Gabriel! I am often inspired by those who refuse, no matter the circumstances, to give up on their dreams.
