Bar-Fly Blues

Tell the band to play the blues

something i can cry along too

no need for silly conversation

theres a feeling im trying to lose

and i know the world knows how i feel

i can see it in thier smiles

my life can be written

on plywood and dirty bathroom tile

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Ernest Bevans's picture

This poem goes thru you like punching
a hole in wall with a sledgehammer.
Brillant imagery of the nightlife.
keep writing - Keep the faith.