Friday, January 3, 2014

folk music blues

you tune in
to pbs
on a cold
Friday night
to watch
a show on folk music.
after an hour
or so
you want to kill
your self.
the songs are
mostly
about people
on the road
with broken hearts
and broken teeth,
empty pockets,
and the desire
to be free
from whatever bad
hand life has
dealt them.
you get it, you
love bob dylan,
but when joan baez
starts singing
I dreamed I saw
st.augustine,
you can only
take so much
before you get
up to order a pizza
and change the
channel
on the tv.

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