again…

it is a hollow sound within tonight…
emptiness…longing…
for a note…
chords…
save me from this silence…

belly empty…
heart lame…
legs weary…
mine eyes have not seen the glory…
soul hungers…

tis the road again…
concrete awaits…
lush greens gone away…
new robes…new robes…
the weight…the wait…has been long enough…

life turns…
didn’t see it coming…
hit with a left hook…
but…i did not go to my corner…
a fighter fights…

and we awake to america…
it’s commerce…it’s bravado…
a loudness unmatched…
while this hollow sound eats at the guts…
i want the blood to flow again…

to see the beggars begging in Times Square…
the porno pirates purchasing poppers…
$ slices…
subway children lost in the night…
back…to america…

again…
again…
again…

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