Blues
She leaves you low
as low can go
you’re dirt
she never was
a flower.
Blues
She thinks
you can do better
you try
she was wrong
again
Blues
She takes you down
to the low end
this town
bleeds like you
this town
knows your name.
Blues
On the job
on the bus
she’s static
she’s the soundtrack
this movie needs
a better set of wheels.
from the book blues
by bart solarczyk
