PLEASE HELP BLUE PRESS STAY AFLOAT

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Push to Play

I tripped over my first bloody nose
& landed here
                              49 years later
beneath a dark sky getting darker
              clabbering up to rain

& I played that clawhammer ukulele
like a champ
              just so you’d know what it feels like
confessing to crimes I knew
nothing about...

& you were like a brain surgeon
                              smuggling a pipe-bomb
              into my most cherished memories