Fail to Sail
I've given birth to many things
Cloudy nights, slanted rays
Set ways, uneven days-
Wet it, let it
Permeate its hues-
Like rock 'n' roll
from the womb of the blues
I got a whisky-drinkin' woman
She waits for me around the bend
Starts harvesting the plants
Now whenever I drop in
We play mute, 'cause we know
Where glowing fingers of the fire
play blown wood, like a piano
I've given birth
to birds and snails
Solar systems
that have failed
Let it pour, let it roar
and pay its dues
Like rock 'n' roll
from the fertile
womb of the blues
Copyright, 2001, CaseyCarter
From, Currents
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Comment by C on June 6, 2011 at 6:07pm -
well well well
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Comment by Chelsea Madrigal on June 6, 2011 at 2:55pm -
nice!
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