After a hard midnight hour
And all the dreams were an ugly sour
The darkness spreads inky black
Mind games spun the liquor and Prozac
A song rolls down a cobweb trail
Guitars and melody voices so frail
High notes drum a heartbeat spike
Songs to greet a heady gold strike
Early morning songs follow a path
Soaking warm like a hot steam bath
Music dance love never lands wrong
Whistling sidewalk work early morning song
Page 37 – California Beat Poetry Number Four – Dharma Angels by John K Bucher
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