blues…

she listened to blues…
i heard her…
always wailing like a mouth-harp…
she listened to blues…

sang ’bout the man that left her…
a lover gone mad…
runaway dogs…
she listened to blues…

here we sit…
you an’ i…
gettin’ nowhere…
we listen to blues…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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