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Serenade the streetlight
By Drifter
So Sunday:
Sixty degree darkness
Smoke & toothpaste
Dig the streetlight
A halo
Alone
Like I should be
Calling for truth, reflection, and memory
My buddy's band
My buddy's job
My buddy's pain
My buddy's god
So
Dig the streetlight
Flashlight in the daytime
(Yes baby yes)
Shine baby shine
God through squinted eyes
Chill the son
Burn for me alone
Yes baby yes!
Burn toothpaste streetlight!
YES BABY! YES!
Dig that crazy streetlight
Dark and warm at night
Dig that fucking streetlight
And the darkness it must fight
Dig the lonely streetlight
And my face it will caress
Lonely standing stoic
Unlike it's frantic guest
yes, yes, yes...
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Copyright 2004 D R i f t e R
Published on Thursday, February 26, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Serenade the streetlight"
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A former member wrote:
its hard to stay away...and harder to understand...i've no idea whats going on here...but lack of understanding cant stop me from liking what i fail to understand....burn alone.
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A former member wrote:
'So Sunday:
Sixty degree darkness
Smoke & toothpaste' eXcellent spoking smoke jazz bones poetry ... the jazz rhtyhm works perfectly ... well done...
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On Thursday, February 26, 2004, purr_verse
(1052)
wrote:
oh, i really really like this! excellent strangejazzrhythm that just completely works for me. The opening three lines are particularly fabulous. purr
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