LP No. 21_2020_brick city blues

distant,
but never
far away,
the stimulating caress
of her twilight song
calls
me home.

in the river
water’s purr,
and a wandering
bat’s fur,
her charms
lose me
in the depths
of my own
soul
again,
and, again
&
again.

i will never be free

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