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by tnk
Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Experience · #1244391
Experimental "beat" era poem. dark bar, bongo, finger snapping, etc
be-bop sung in half notes
city lullaby
her voice like raindrops falling
simply mesmerize
aging skinny white boys
coked and half in love
mouth the lady’s sweet refrain
angels from above

the drummer drums and the strummer strums
while wishing for something more
left foot right foot pace in fear again
no matter what your mama said no fantasy is sin

Ran from love in winter
for streets paved in gold
my mark forever wanting
glazed upon my eyes
one of many lost souls
seeking heaven’s gate
too blind with misplaced passion
choice or maybe fate

the drummer drums and the strummer strums
while wishing for something more
left foot right foot pace in fear again
no matter what your mama said dreams are not a sin

frightful nights in alleyways
the restless jiving juice
their smell reeking aftershave
and day old twenty-fours
her voice sang a thousand times
before I knew my way
simply help the men a little bit
I’ll get my chance to play

the drummer drums and the strummer strums
while wishing for something more
left foot right foot pace in fear again
no matter what your mama said need can justify the sin

cum stained pants
in motel rooms
mind flying somewhere else
just make sure it’s never you
sing the tune in tenor
lost within the song
fuel his lust’s desire
these acts won’t take too long

the drummer drums and the strummer strums
while wishing for something more
left foot right foot pace in fear again
no matter what your mama said time forgives the sin

her trumpets blare
in counter beat
hips mash upon the floor
pain pulses to a rhythm
with movements barely seen
the sound is hot the dancers meld
my sax begins to moan
asylum sweet within its notes are held

the drummer drums and the strummer strums
while wishing for something more
left foot right foot pace in fear again
no matter what your mama said the music bears your sin

the pavement sweats
at closing time
last call couples paired
romance lost on peanut shells
and whiffs of sewer mist
acrid dreams will make you cry
be-bop sung in half notes
one man’s city lullaby
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