Saturday, March 23, 2013

In the Mood

I'm always in a writing mood 
or in a music mood
then I sit down at either keyboard 
and the mood betrays me;

I need viagra for the disfunction of art
or weed, coke or something
to pull the words and music
out of a soul that dried up long ago;

my fingers pause and raise the coffee cup
and salute my last addiction,
except for the daydream of youth
when the words, music and future flowed;

and even I could spin
easily to the basket
and stretch one long thin arm out,
and finger roll it in.

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