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My Blues Is My Home

my blues is my home, sweet baby,
familiar as you,
warm when i want 'em to be,
deep as sky
and starless
and don't want nothin --
don't want
no
love
no
happy
just want to be
this stretch
o' lonesome road
rutted out
and muddied
and slow
and just plain
ruint
yet
the deepest
goddamn pretty blue
you can imagine
javalini
Written by javalini
Published
Author's Note
Sometimes we're so comfortable in our pain we just don't want to budge.
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