i’m riding the blues
along your way today
got to have a scene
with you
again today
& the wind blows cold
against your cheek
black lipstick shining
& the rain’s coming down
sky’s gone dark quietly
& then you’re
fading in & fading out
fading in & fading out
& i’m part of you again
some other time and place
blue skin
fine chrome trim
hyper-real survivor fear
stumbling
to the door
looking like a brother
bred in hell of mother whore
flame on
free spirit fly away
another time, another place
another day away
to see your face again
hashish
i see your face again
William Cook
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blues-riding/
