
Whiskey dreams……….ghostly screams
paper dolls floating in the rain
Witch heart trails……..lamp post fails
midnight dancers die in vain
Purple and gray …brain waves stray
the hot club cools at dawn
Colored notes ….across the sky
youthful dreams almost gone
dance hall shoes…electric blues
hips sway wide across the floor
Purple and gray …wires do fray
the organ pumps through the door
On the Road…Bible in code
dope and sex in the heavy air
another day of winter gloom and memories of sandy beaches where the blue waves did lap and seduce our hearts-up and down the worn out shocks bounce across the freeway as the trucks roar and heave-hunger pains long for another In N Out burger or a Tommy’s breakfast burrito of 2,000 calories- my heart burns for another chance- calendar on the wall solemnly says “no”- tee shirt days and Birkenstock afternoons are just around the corner and then the sun sets just right- I hear a Charley Mingus horn accompanied by a snare drum roll with brushes- when my mind finally settles then the PURPLE AND GRAY JAZZ NOTES BLAST LOUD IN MY HEAD AND ALL IS RIGHT
I have been there a few times. At times, I could not wait for it to end. At other times, I wanted it to continue on forever. A nice adventure John.
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